As the sacred hymn goes, "...Prone to wander, Lord I feel it. Prone to leave the God I love..." Can you still "rescue me from danger" God? I'll be honest: I don't really know what to say to You. Part of me wants to leave, to go find an alternate route to freedom, to acceptance, … Continue reading Prone to Wander
Lying, thinkingLast nightHow to find my soul a homeWhere water is not thirstyAnd bread loaf is not stoneI came up with one thingAnd I don't believe I'm wrongThat nobody,But nobodyCan make it out here alone. Alone, all aloneNobody, but nobodyCan make it out here alone. There are some millionairesWith money they can't useTheir wives run … Continue reading Alone by Maya Angelou
Disclaimer: This post is going to be all over the place. Living in tension is a weird place to be. I've been thinking about and evaluating my friendships a lot over the past month, but especially this week. A few days ago, I had a falling out with an old college friend over Facebook Messenger. … Continue reading Living in Tension
You find yourself in a room with a man from your past. You do not know or remember how you got into this room, whether it is a hotel room or part of a house. The only thing you know is you’re with this man. Now, this man never reveals his face. But you remember, … Continue reading Post-Nap Writing Session 1: Panic Attack
Is your worth only found in what you can do right/great?
Some thoughts on loneliness
“Dear Phoenix Queen,” a poem written by Dylan Whittler. Copyright 2020.
