We’ve all done it, perhaps some more than others. It usually surfaces when we are at a crossroad, an important decision, or an uncomfortable spot. Sometimes it is in response to something really terrible; a death, a loss, or an extreme sin we find within. It flashes through the mind of almost everyone who loves… Continue reading Free From Seeking God’s Will
Wanting or wandering freedom That doesn’t ever exist Where love is Is always a sovereign A rule maker Authority lover Who keeps and reveals the right Searching for freedom Thrills for the light And still There is sameness to see Under ocean Deep blackness Above sky bleak pressure At the bar Drink alcohol All drowning… Continue reading why?
More than 3 decades have passed. I know only because the marks are scratched into the wall next to where I try to sleep. Sometimes I stare at those crooked lines, losing myself in the valleys of shadows and dust trapped in those tiny crevices. Sometimes I stay up too late counting each slash; remembering,… Continue reading Imaginary Bondage
Every Sunday, she was distracted by that picture. Tried not to look for too long, because it made her uncomfortable, but she couldn’t get it out of her head. And there, just on a forgotten wall down the church hall. She thought maybe they should have covered up that picture years ago, like all the… Continue reading What Good Girls Wear
The virtues and vices of humankind are infinitely interesting. Even more so, a single subject that is both virtue and vice provides hours of thought, conversation, and hilarious entertainment. I mean really, just stop to think about it for a minute. If you want to watch someone absolutely lose his/her mind, don’t just point to… Continue reading Taking Sex Too Seriously
My necklace broke. When I took off my shirt today. Just a tickle, on my chest. Was it a thread or bug. Or healing scab. That fell. I slid a finger down my chin. Where it had always been, for now. A lifetime counted by hours of twisting, spacing, fingertips tracing, tiny silver laces. Around,… Continue reading Girl Problems
Once upon a time we thought we were using the same words. Living in a society that loved freedom and supported a Christian identity. Once upon a time, we may have been enraptured in such a fantasy. But lately, in our modern world, we have been surprised at the misunderstandings, the anger and hate, all… Continue reading Chasm Between Freedom
Songs that make me swell with pride, as my chest booms with every celebratory explosion in the sky. Passionate speeches and heart wrenching memories pour out of every red-blooded American. Love and brotherhood with our fellow citizen, that was by random chance born on this side of the globe. Admiration and appreciation for the soil… Continue reading Not the Freedom I Thought
You told me the trick. It was too good to be true. I told you, forget it. I couldn’t suspend disbelief. Because it didn’t make sense to my senses, my sight and my touch and my guilt and my shame. He said, Hocus Pocus. And then, it was so. I thought it illusion. Too good… Continue reading Delinquent Magic
Lined eyes, now brighter, looks happier. That's what she thought they should see. What stared back in the mirror. Smoothed flesh, blurring the lines and freckles of age and circumstance. All one shade now, bronzed over with a splash of sunshine from a bottle. Beautiful, they must think. Stained lips, rosy and fresh. Glossy with… Continue reading Recognized and Bound
Cindy Koch 