Tag Archives: love

Fade-In

We are not here to tiptoe through the garden at night. We balance on the edge of a slow-whirling blade, a smooth silver plane with teeth, belonging to a star, unnamed, its heart a fiery proof and fade of joy … Continue reading

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Cradle

Every cradle begs of its dark a stairway to star grief and love.

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Nuptial

Splitting image, one sun mounts another, cradled in nuptial fire.

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The Sadness of Beautiful Things

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

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Elegy

At the risk of harbor, emptiness pools where hearts marvel in sync with grief’s ruins.

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The Next Amendment

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

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Consecrate

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

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Un-Cover-Girl

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.  

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Hands

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

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Prayer

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.

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