When I Can’t Pray. What God Does With Muted Souls.

The dance with God is a dance with the invisible. It’s like I’m up in my room, house empty but … More

Surrender – I Hate It.

I hate words like surrender. I hate actions like surrender. I hate to surrender. And what I hate I’m attempting. … More

I’ve so missed writing. Day after day I’ve tried. No luck. Today I’m writing anyway. Although I can’t think of … More

She’s Psycho He’s a whistleblower What a Bitch The safety officer has arrived, I see. What a Nerd. A real … More

This was written when I was still quite sick a number of months ago. I was too low at the … More

I had a doctor once, slight of stature, brown kind eyes, practical wash and wear hair, nothing fancy about her, … More

This morning, through dawn light, sitting in the stillness of my early hour house, eyes yet to focus, I glance … More

The one I miss. The one I’ll know more of one day, the young one in these pictures. The one … More

To be remembered. It feels great. Life has been hard this past year. If I could point to one thing … More

I use to be who I am now Fat and covered in cellulite Always hiding sloppy me I didn’t the … More