The Sacred Text

The Sacred Text

  This day, this moment, this is my Torah, my Bible, my Gita. The pain that clamps my heart the joy that makes me fly, these sacred lessons written on the invisible parchment of my days— they crucify me and resurrect me. They part the sea of my false being so my...
Snow at Dawn

Snow at Dawn

  In this desert when snow falls at dawn my being surrenders to the pristine and sparkly white. I rush into the storm and let the flakes kiss my cheeks and eyelashes, the luminosity fill my heart. Thrilled, I carry this light into the bedroom where I leap on the...
You Are a Great Explorer

You Are a Great Explorer

  You, my dear, are not that sinner that hater that worm groveling in the subterranean dark. You, my love, are a great explorer of this vast, fecund world with its gooey saliva spit its sharp edges that cut to the very bone its naïve kisses in the backseat of a...
Tough Love

Tough Love

  I am here to mess you up to inconvenience you disappoint you bring you to your knees.   My role is not to go along be silent and compliant to sit and watch as your leaves yellow and heart withers amidst busy days.   Instead, I rush in like a tsunami...