she found her dance once more!
and there
she found
a piece of her soul was healed
a piece of her self returned
her dance was there—it was always there—
in her heart,
but
she had lost it for a time
for a time there in the dark
she had trouble finding it
behind the pain
underneath the broken
in the midst of that dark night
but it was [...]

I have decided to start a project called Poetic Polaroids.  Much like those classic photos, these poems are instant snap- shots of moments in time.  Raw.  Unposed.  Entirely candid.  Unedited.

I want to bleed for you
Tear my clothes and grieve for you
Pull my hair and scream for you
I am the listener of your nightmares
I am the [...]

I recently finished reading Anne Lamott’s Traveling Mercies.  A provocative and authentic account of one woman’s relationship with God.  Often after spending several hours reading, I would put the book down feeling as though I had just spent the afternoon with a dear kindred friend.  I found deeply satisfying validation, healing, and encouragement in those [...]

“In numbing the agony, we lose art; out of our pain, comes poetry.”
I woke up at some point in the night, or early morning, with this rather profound thought weighing on my mind. I’ve been pondering on it all day.
I have quite a few things to say about this thought but they’re not quite [...]