Clean Linen [a poetic]

I guessIt’s been a whileSince I got to my laundryI found the towels we usedAfter that timeRight before the last timeRight before ChristmasRight before the last timeMeant “the” last time.We’d started right off twice a dayTwice a weekSaid you couldn’t have enoughThat it wouldn’t always have to beLike thatRunning around on borrowed names and alibisButWe…

worship [a poem]

Take your sins to the foot of my temple, Prepare an altar in darkness and Command your soul to pray well. Open your heart to the sermon of honesty; Bow your head before the eternal flame, The light of a spirit with insatiable yearning for truth and pain. Worship as humble king destined to the…

White Silence #whiteviolence (a poem)

I was at the [too docile] march on Washington today (which, as a 25-year-old in twenty-first century America, theory says shouldn’t have been necessary for the reasons it is – but that will be another story). Many thoughts running over my mind, including the question by some. You probably have asked it yourself. This is…