a small town lullaby

Wrote this the other night as it popped into my head while I was trying to sleep. Inspired by the town where my parents grew up and I was born.   a small town lullaby what’s it like in a small town? it’s soft and sleepy you wake up knowing how things will be time [...]


ii. natural disasters

the aftermath of worry leaves you standing amidst the rubble of your thoughts wondering why you ever worried in the first place slow. down. God is still God. you are still held. the world still spins like it did before. do not let your thoughts run away like the wild stallions they are it will [...]

the scars i chose for myself – a poem

Hello Readers, Today I wanted to share a freeform poem I wrote based off of a person I met at church. I always enjoy hearing people's stories, and this person had an interesting tattoo to go with their story. It was one of those things that are just begging to be written. the scars i [...]

Impression of A Grieving Church

"When peace like a river, attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll" An entire congregation is brought to its knees in a horrible beautiful way, weeping for something that they can not ever replace. Nor would they ever wish to. There is a wound now, a gaping red wound. The regular services are [...]