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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.

Monday, October 27, 2014

Morning Prayers

In the morning
I write my prayers
on the sky
so that when I look up
I can see
And when they have
Long enough
they fall,
To tangle in the trees
until every leaf -
Of greengold and
and brittle brown -
they dance, too,
clinging in delicate
for a heartbeat
before drifting again
to tangle at my feet
and collect in my

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