God is the one keeping me, holding all the cards in his hand. Knowing that, we who have put our faith in his name can breathe more easily, let ourselves relax in him, learn to enjoy him more.
Dear Wanderers, History is repeating itself. I just sent a text message to a good, close friend of mine and it’s similar to something the younger me sent my ex-boyfriend in the past, forever ago, 6 weeks before I graduated college. The quiet of night is unnerving. I’m sitting in the dark, reading The Perks... Continue Reading →
He begins to pour his heart out to You, because of meand within each pause, can’t help but think of her:the little girl who, in me, makes her humble abode.Flooded memories shroud me for a moment until I hear,“You said You would give beauty for ashesand I pray that for her, Lord.”My mind freezes, caught... Continue Reading →
Soft echoes whisper across my soul,your melody makes my heart sing.When you play to me my belief in love is renewedand I can once more breathe.Tugging on my heart stringsare your melodious major chords,how soft the air seems when you play to me,so passionately. *inspired by John Coltrane jam session*
*I wrote this poem after reading an article about James Baldwin and his struggle with suicidal ideation* If I ask you to martyr me within your pages,blank and crisp, like unvarnished potential,don’t let your memory of me fade awaylike forgotten, abandoned childhood dreams.Don’t listen to my mournful woes.Write me beautiful and stellar,glamorous and headstrong.Paint me... Continue Reading →