As a Christian, it should be a natural thing to know how to pray. The Word of God is powerful. In the middle of a confused and darkened world, we take comfort in the light. The Word of God distinguishes the right and wrong, the good and bad, a transcendent reality that we are only… Continue reading Confident Prayer?
Believing the water Clear with no seafloor Unchanging substance Obliged to erode Refracting reflecting Drought seeping dry Streaming in veins That pulse with the season Hidden and riddled I don’t know the season Under your eyebrow Under your rib Dripping and crashing But not like a seashore That moves for the moon Preparing the tides… Continue reading Faith
She didn’t know why she had never tried it before. Over the years, she could think back to plenty of times when it could of happened. Remembering herself from a previous era, she was quite surprised, actually, that it was only now that she had ended up in this moment. Fingers down her calf, meeting… Continue reading Pretending
God began His world with a parting of the waters above and the waters below. Let there be light, He said, separating the light from the dark. Holding back the elements of turbulent chaos, with His great hands. Pulling forth life from dust. Bracing in place the puzzle of existence, piece by piece, with His… Continue reading God Lets Go
Taste the light. buzz. little doses. slow drip addict. it was fun. now need the fix. the tocking ticking digits. and guts can’t stand the empty. need another lick. Click. Can’t remember. his sad sound. her fresh curls. under the comforter, not comforting. dark, hiding, in the hole of sick. vomit and heart, replaying the… Continue reading Lasting Love
“It’s just confusing,” she said. I waited another minute as she fidgeted with her pink ribbon headband. As force of habit, she twirled the ribbon and then chewed on a chipped blue nail polished thumb. Not usually the careful thinker of the class, I almost wasn’t ready for the question for which she was trying… Continue reading Super Confusing Stories
We sit here today in a silent conversation. I type out the annoying voice in the back of my brain onto a white screen, and soon you will be reading these words in between the pretty pictures. I may be sitting outside of a quiet coffee shop my local strip mall, or I could be… Continue reading Can I Forgive You, My Virtual Friend?
They say that I should pray without ceasing. Every minute of every day. Every second of every night. Calling on the name of the Lord asking and expecting his blessings. Always speaking to God, what he has first spoken to us. Living and dying as a child of God, no matter where I am or… Continue reading In Between Prayers
If we could only see a word. Beginning as a bubble somewhere deep inside, filling with meaning and pictures and referents as it rises to the mind. Floating gently or thrashing turbulently behind the eyes, waiting to be released. Finally, the mouth opens, the fingers twitch. Blinding rays from the external exposure reach inside for… Continue reading Can You See A Word?
Play with me Make a move My turn Your turn Remembering the rules Drawing and discarding The hand that we are dealt Guarded and careful Count your steps Place that piece I stop You roll Frustrating waiting Shifting spaces On the mass produced gameboard Peeling and faded Played by fate Don’t you cheat I quit… Continue reading A Game
Cindy Koch 