311: who’s your

Merton has taken me through strident Christianity to self-fulfilling joy all the roads and inlets in between his words have traveled alongside angst struggle breakthrough enlightenment he has seen them all we who travel the roads of life follow paths others may or may...

309: words shame me

I do not know why I align them in these rows thinking I have something to be heard say yes but why open one’s mouth as if wise when the next line proves a fool? doubt they say is part of existence were it true then these words keep coming giving some semblance...

308: one of those days ii

and just like that it flips one word one message a response from divine I asked for but thought I’d need to work to receive awe hit me like the miracle it was I went about my day buoyant and free

307: one of those days

I wonder what I am running toward or is it after it is not simply speed with which I take off each day determined alight to tick boxes satisfaction in making those marks I have lived long enough to listen to oldies music as if the first time finding myself remembering...