Tag: photography

Arrive

I’ve always found that poetry just sort of “arrives” when it’s ready. Sometimes I’ll be falling asleep, softly slipping into silence, and a line or an image will pop into my head and I’ll have to roll over, find my phone, and write it down. Other times, the whole thing arrives at once. One time, […]

Thursday

What is it about Thursday that is absolute garbage? You’re so close to the end – you’ve endured so much. Blessed weekend is close enough to feel the copious amount of carbs, alcohol, and poor life choices on your face. But alas, you are not free yet. There are still 10 meetings, 150 Slack messages, […]

Heavy

There are no colors within mebut something blooms.It has taken root in my gutand matured in my chest. Winding it’s way into my limbs,wrapped around my muscles, sowing fatigue into the cells. Slowly –until my whole anatomy is heavy. Crawling up my ribcagedespair sprouts in my lungs,grows up my throat,and chokes on the oxygen. Loneliness […]

Opt Outside

I’ve always found the outdoors to be a spiritual experience, to be “my church” so to speak. If God is chillin’, I figure he’s closer in the open air than I’ve ever felt to him in a building, crowded with people. Experiencing a beautiful place, giving thanks for it, recognizing the air in my lungs […]