I tried to fly away on my pretty little wings. But they were made of lead. -I'll not be on very consistently for a while as I'm leaving for Ethiopia tomorrow. Olesere. Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Saturday, July 7, 2007
Refugee
The thunderstorm is gone And all the bridges washed away. The smiling clown’s become A morbid dripping frown. No one knows the Truth And no one left knows how to pray. God is only waiting To sweep the dead away. And I thank God for the rain When it comes to wash my life away. I thank God for the sun... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, July 5, 2007
Sometimes life moves too fast.
I remember powdered dust between my toes and the sun on my skin as I walked down the road in dry season. Sometimes I can still hear the cowbells over the next hill. They haunt me. What kind of dream am I living, sitting here in my whitewashed drywall box? This dream is killing me. I should have been... Sign in to see full entry.
Insecure
As soon as you walk through the door, her playful smile greets you. She puts her drink on a table and maneuvers her way through the people. "Where's your girlfriend?" and on her tiptoes she momentarily steals your lips. Then she glides away with a mischievous backward glance. You tell me later, "I... Sign in to see full entry.
Charity Benefit
Give a speech. All the world applauds your gracious deeds. Talk of how you learned so much The day you held a dying child. Tell of how you gave so much But couldn't save that dying child. Take a seat. Forty five dollars a plate for steak. Savor the tastes of meat and wine To feed the hungry people... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
Russian roulette in Somalia
The woman next to me in back of the truck whispers prayers and grips the seat as one would grip a branch they caught while falling from a cliff. The road is bumpy, but not abnormally so, and I hold on tight enough to avoid falling into the lap of the man across from me each time we hit a pothole.... Sign in to see full entry.
Papa Lang...
I’m suffocating in contentedness; drowning in lukewarm water. I thank You for my blessings, but Lord, take them away. I’ve become the shallow fool, twirling around blind, with my hair in my eyes. Oh this curse, Happiness, which ebbs away my beautiful, broken past. I’ve developed hypothermia, and I’m... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
Death
Death. Object of my deepest bitterness. Source of my deepest pain. Like a dew drop in the desert that sparks my thirst but leaves me dry. Like a fearsome ancient warlord, Death comes, snatching infants, daughters, lovers, fathers. Death: a conquered villain. Death has lost its sting? Then tell me... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, May 2, 2006
What you see is what you get
I’m growing used to this façade, It’s getting hard to see Where my face end and my soul begins. And I wonder if you can tell. Can you tell? I keep putting my best foot forward, But my other foot’s starting to drag. And soon I’m gonna stumble. I’ll be crawling on my hand and knees. I’ll be scraping... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, April 23, 2006
Questions.
What is this restless desire that haunts me? What is this need that burns through my thoughts? What is this looming that weighs on my shoulders? What is this desert that cries out for rain? Have I been living as half of a person? Have I rejected what I would have been? And if I could choose to... Sign in to see full entry.