god

Wintering tides

Tide one on idleness A white page and the mind rushing in with words, thought, constructing a poem of the rational. It makes me sick reading it back – so stale and monotonous like two lovers that have forgotten how to love, that have nothing between them but the inability to get out. When IContinue reading “Wintering tides”

upward path downward flow

on my first day I go down to the riverask her to receive me. I am an unexpected arrival. God welcomes me in his miraculous ways: your upward path, my downward floware fixed by law divine. my task is to refresh your soulyours to discover mine.* a life of searchingfor god’s soul. on tree branches,Continue reading “upward path downward flow”

life within

Art by Carmen Seijas @_carmenseijas_ You have taken over my body. Just the way a forest takes over an abandoned homeor perhaps the way moss begins to cling to ruins, making them their own. A lack of light was apparent.The dark damp corners of my self were your perfect habitat. you flourished in the crevicesContinue reading “life within”

earthed

I arrived, 26 years ago, folded and compressed, a gasp on my mother’s lips, curiosity on her cheeks, a tiny miracle held on my father’s chest. My birth was planned and calculated, sterile. Brought by morning’s light. I wanted to leave, early on, when hearing the loud turning of this world, the air heavy withContinue reading “earthed”

do not go gently

The last of the human freedoms: to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way. And there were always choices to make. Every day, every hour, offered the opportunity to make a decision, a decision which determined whether you would or would not submit to those powers which threatenedContinue reading “do not go gently”

curse as blessing

I believe in the unseen. In the subtle changes of the world, the hidden workings of god in whispers. I believe that at fifteen, I was cursed. From the foot of the Himalayan mountains. We imprint ourselves in the things, the objects, the cloths that cover our bodies, the beautiful ornaments that serve us daily.Continue reading “curse as blessing”

Fools

how do you receive this rage without it burning through your skin without wishing for annihilation. my skin is made of hot dark coal I want to burn the whole world with my body. and when they ask where do you feel the pain? – i tell them the whole world hurts inside me likeContinue reading “Fools”