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

Slice My Throat Silent

slice my throat silent knife on neck you block my tones a ‘wanna be’ the song i’ve always wanted to sing … 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

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

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