April 2021

Potatoes

๐€.๐Œ. Distain bled from the studio mirror Arial inherited, from Aunt Janeen. Her bulging thighs, tattooed (one-inch blue-block letters): ๐˜ฟ๐™„๐™‘๐™Š๐™๐˜พ๐™€๐˜ฟ on one ๐™“-๐˜พ๐˜ผ๐™๐™ƒ๐™Š๐™‡๐™„๐˜พ on the other. ๐.๐Œ. An unexpected visit, Fr. Flynn (just call me… Read More »Potatoes

DROWNING IN THE LIGHT

I was drowninโ€™ in Covid, ย  drowninโ€™ in canโ€™ts, ย  drowninโ€™ in a baptism of suffering, ย  downs, outs, shants. ย  Robbed, and robbed again by the robbery. ย  Went, ย  up to Jerusalem, on… Read More »DROWNING IN THE LIGHT

Before I Die

Winter found a man that wasnโ€™t goinโ€™ no where. ย  Raised hell with him and ten kids. ย  Old now, the man gone, kids grown, mostly alone, Winter considered her life, considered the locked doors,… Read More »Before I Die

RESURRECTION

This poem reflects Maryโ€™s experience of going to the tomb as it is portrayed in two resurrection stories in Johnโ€™s gospel (John 20:1-10 and John 20:11-18).ย  The first passage is proclaimed in the Sunday Readings… Read More »RESURRECTION