The way the wax makes love to the wane: this is the faithfulness you are held with.
Imagine a web of gracious creation woven from utter destruction.
I explore all kinds of things that are weird to think about and invite you to join me.
We are fish benumbed by the commonplace of our individual bowls.
A poem on a Penn Station wall inspired my own poem about what I want, need, and hope for at this difficult moment.
