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I write, mostly to keep my head from exploding. It threatens to do that a lot. My blog is the pixelated version of all the voices in my head. I tend to dive into what connects me to God, my community, my family and my doubt. I do a lot of searching, not as much finding. I’m good with that. I have learned, finally, to live comfortably in the gray. In the meantime, I wrestle with God, and my doubt and my joy.

Sunday, December 8, 2013


Please God. Just...

I am not through,
or even close to being finished.

There are still stories to be told,
and paths to wander,
and fights yet to have,
loud and angry
and barely, almost lucid
for the passion of it all--
not the cold and quiet kind.

There's enough time--
more than enough time--
For cold and quiet.

For now,
I want to shout in the heat of the day,
under the light of the sun
or the soft silver shimmer of moon,
And laugh,
And croon
And whisper too loudly.

I need more,
Don't you see?
A year--
A day--
A minute--
Just wait
For one more second.
I have not quite finished
saying I love you.
I am not quite done
saying good bye.

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