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  • Toward Wholeness

    There's a man withinwhom I've ignored,discounted;he's never been heard,never been asked to contribute.Perhaps I've feared himor believed him irrelevant. But now I'm intrigued:    Who is he?    What does he have to say?    What can he teach me? So I ask,    "Who are you?" He answers,    "I… Continue reading

  • The Party

    Throw a party. Invite all of your various and sundry selves:    the one you enjoy    and the one you ignore,    the one you honor    and the one you fear,    the selfish    along with the selfless,    the… Continue reading

  • That Which Remains Buried

    I live withthe nagging feelingthat there remainsburied within me(not far from the surface–like a hastily interred body,in a dollar-store grave)something I thoughtwas dead,that wants–nay, needs–to come out,not to resurrect,but to be given a proper burial. Whatever the identityof this corpse,it's… Continue reading

  • The Puzzle

    Pieces of my lifeeverywhere… …forgotten at the bottom of my sock drawer,    slipped behind the shoe rack in the closet,    abandoned in the cabinet in the guest bathroom,    tucked into a photo album,    lost among WordPerfect docs on my hard… Continue reading

  • Desolation/Consolation

    Desolation and consolation: we cycle through both of these, constantly, endlessly. This is a part of being human. How does God experience this cycle? Is there also an ongoing divine wheel of loss and rebirth, dissolution and reintegration? Would this… Continue reading

  • Dinner for One

    I lay the cloth, smooth it with my palm.I arrange the blooms, fuss them into place.I deal the plates, space them evenly.I fold and refold the napkins, creasing them into flowers,then pockets, then simply rectangles.I align silverware, savoring the cadence… Continue reading