An intentionally placed hallelujah won’t raise the tides to quench a jaundiced sky; no more do I feel less spiritually waterlogged for the wine. I remember, the time; the time; the time. I remember so much, and for the less forgotten; how could I lose track, but still conflate years and minutes. I am——beleaguered, labored,… Continue reading These Fires
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Such Is
Take, eat, so it goes. Still, I can only digest so much of this heaping helping of benediction. I will mix metaphors with mercies, myriad, maligned. Mostly what I recall from prayerful bow is tired knees. Now I can’t say if answers sought were simply unfound or unfounded. I would raise my voice, still, for… Continue reading Such Is
Limp With Heroics
Limp with heroics of a near miss – there is a prize for valor, unintended: fated to carry the bulk of your own damned good fortune, a taunting phantom’s limb. Better you than me, mate. Better me than you. An entreaty: better me. Bear me up along the long survivor’s arc. Bravery is built on… Continue reading Limp With Heroics
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