I did not write this because I stayed in the bathtub until all the suds were gone and the water got cold. I did not write this because it is not poetry. I did not write this because the Christmas tree is still up. I did not write this because my morning alarm goes offContinue reading “And yet, here we are.”
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Going the distance
They will judge you whether they know enough to do so or not, because a lie is the shortest distance between a stranger and a threat. Certain skin, shapes, tongues, ways of loving and of seeing God(s), the way your body moves or doesn’t, these are no mystery though, maybe, magic. You are a map,Continue reading “Going the distance”
