Tag Archives: love
Review of Simon Van Booy’s collection of stories, The Sadness of Beautiful Things. “O Lord, give us each our own death. Grant us the dying that comes forth from that life in which we knew love, grappled with meaning, felt … Continue reading
At the risk of harbor, emptiness pools where hearts marvel in sync with grief’s ruins.
We, as humans, have the inalienable right to bare hearts, pouring molten light and lush vines of dark, to practice humanity in all its patterns and forms, we, the living revolutionary works of art forever in the process of becoming … Continue reading
I kneel before her and begin to wash her feet slowly in the silver blood of crushed pearls and upon my cheeks can feel the delicate papery drizzle of peony petals which she sheds as if garden to the moon’s … Continue reading
It was the length of her longing, the startling pinkness and volume of its expenditure, that lent the moon its covetous curves and fringes, to be uncovered.
This is the text which inspired the story I performed in a Story Slam a couple of years back. The theme was “Risk.” Here’s a video clip of the presentation (sorry, it’s sideways, but then again, so am I). One … Continue reading
Thank you, is the simplest and most profound prayer I know, borne along on a sea of breath, it returns to itself, the divinest echo from God’s muse to my lips.
If I could grow my arms the length of God I’d hug the entire world until a cosmic vessel went bust and bled light to no end.
Her lips, in kissing, raspberry wax sealing notes, for heart’s safekeeping.
Crawling on my wall, seven-legged white spider– your presence is gold.