Brother, You Sit Across From Your Repentant Mentor

March 19, 2018 | 1 min read

Brother, you sit across from your repentant mentor – our brother too, in the coffee shop where I write. He tells you about salvation. About the forgiveness of sins. But he does not tell you which sins. Brother, do not repent of the animal. The gluttony, the lust, the avarice, et al. The “deadly” sins. […]

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I Am Responsible for You My Brother, My Sister

March 17, 2018 | 1 min read

I am responsible for you my brother, my sister. You are responsible for me. We are one. We are together titanic and easily sunk. But I see myself in you. We have been close friends for as long as I can remember. Oh sister, brother, how we have betrayed one another. How alone we are. […]

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My Eyes Open to a Light Rain and Mockingbird Song

March 16, 2018 | 1 min read

My eyes open to a light rain and mockingbird song. In the moment it takes for sleep to fall from the crevices of my consciousness, the world is alien. I have traveled here from a more ordinary planet. How strange that water falls from the sky; that a creature flies around and makes beautiful sounds […]

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Let Us Live Intestinally

March 12, 2018 | 1 min read

Let us live intestinally. Our body’s peristalsis sinking the fullness of life down into us. Our villi with their tiny networks of capillaries slowly consuming it, yes, but also repurposing it into peptides, amino and fatty acids, monosaccharides. Let its lipids, proteins, carbohydrates invigorate our noblest selves – not rejecting – incorporating the animal. Let […]

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In Praise of This One Breath

March 11, 2018 | 1 min read

In praise of this one breath I sing. In praise of one more moment of life. One more clamping and opening of our chambered hearts. One more white blood cell manufactured in the hollow of our bones. One more second of the thronging earth assimilating with our senses. In praise of this one breath that […]

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At 7:00 AM I Hear the Padding

March 10, 2018 | 1 min read

At 7:00 AM I hear the padding of miniature feet on wood floors to my right. It is the youngest. Not yet past the ache of sleep. He sees me working on the couch in the living room, stumbles towards me and quietly throws himself into my lap. My throat tightly chokes back the joy […]

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My Mind Will Not Be Tamed Today

March 9, 2018 | 1 min read

My mind will not be tamed today. Scenes keep popping up. An imagined smart ass comment to my boss. A dying Episcopal Church and the sadness of its people who persist in denial. A future RV and life lived in Walmart parking lots across the West. My wife’s recent dream of a pottery studio in […]

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Let Us Gather Wisdom at Her Required Pace

March 8, 2018 | 1 min read

Let us gather wisdom at her required pace, not ours. In nature there is often a slow growth followed by an explosion of color – the lily, the agave, the botanical and avian birds of paradise and their millions of years of evolution. So it is with us – creatures of the natural world. And […]

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In Praise of the Unloved I Sing

March 7, 2018 | 1 min read

In praise of the unloved I sing. In praise of the drunks and addicts gathering in the circles of seven-step programs. In praise of the ones who do not gather. In praise of shemales – unaware of the outrage in the term. In praise of the public urinators. In praise of those who wander the […]

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Let Us Beware the Impulse to Stamp Out the Light

March 6, 2018 | 1 min read

Let us beware the impulse to stamp out the light in a child’s eyes. The world is more beautiful for children. And we despise them for it. We observe with primal malice their bubbling over of amazing nature facts or the height of their last vertical leap. What the world has ground into us, we […]

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Sermon Notes for a Friend (Mark 4:26-29)

March 4, 2018 | 1 min read

We do not find the kingdom of God in the usual places – It is not in Simon the Zealot’s dream of revolution nor in the inner court of the temple upon the altar of the religious elite nor in the smiles pulled taut across the faces of faithful church attenders. No, the kingdom of […]

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Dear Old Man Sweeping

March 3, 2018 | 1 min read

Dear old man sweeping the street in front of the Murray Hill Theater, You found it in your body, aching no doubt with age, to wish me a good day in the face of your impossible task – to sweep the street. For where do you stop? Do you not know, do your employers not […]

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In Praise of Maggots

March 2, 2018 | 1 min read

In praise of maggots, those illustrious eaters of the dead I sing. For while we destroy the earth, they will persist and feed on the crumbs we leave in our greedy wake. The dead forests turned into dead houses. Dead oceans turned into dead human shit. Dead mammals, reptiles, birds, turned into dead dirt. All […]

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In Praise of the Unformed Thought I Sing

March 1, 2018 | 1 min read

In praise of the unformed thought I sing. In praise of its black abyss of potential. In praise of the weakness that keeps me from lifting its trusses too quickly. In praise of the elbow grease I must apply, the cells that must reproduce and die in me, the life I must spend to see […]

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In Praise of my Boys Razor Scootering in the House I Sing

February 27, 2018 | 1 min read

In praise of my boys razor scootering in the house I sing. Slowly destroying the hardwood floors. One more thing I’ll have to fix if I ever want to sell or rent this place. Cutting into my equity with every lap around the living room. I could command them to stop, but at what cost? […]

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In Praise of the Silent Mystery of Songs Extinct I Sing

February 25, 2018 | 1 min read

In praise of the silent mystery of songs extinct I sing. In praise of their brutal sound – their dead silent blank. In praise of the possibility the ancient rocks will hear again their refrain a universe or two from now. In praise of the possibility they won’t. In praise of the carbon in long-since […]

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In Praise of My Wife

February 24, 2018 | 1 min read

I liken you to lichen; me – an average piece of rock on any given forest floor. You have grown slowly over my ragged places. Not hiding them – making them bloom A kind of interplanetary beauty. Or perhaps we are, not Coleridge’s, but Attenborough’s albatross. A wild, constant mating pair. Or I dunno, a […]

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Let Us Beware; The Dark Touch of the Protestant God

February 23, 2018 | 1 min read

Let us beware; the dark touch of the protestant god. The one who cripples at the hip with the accusation of depravity. The one who commands us then to take up our mat and walk through his towering cathedrals of thought or be damned. The one whose Gnostic heresies would have us sing with fervor […]

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Let Us Forgive Our Child Selves

February 22, 2018 | 1 min read

Let us forgive our child selves. The world is not kind to children. Children who see its thresher sharks, rocket ships, octopi – then are told to bury it. Are told there is nothing sacred in it – in themselves. Are told they are cursed along with it. It must have been crippling for us. […]

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The Thwopping Drops of Rain

February 21, 2018 | 1 min read

the thwopping drops of rain on saw palmetto the beat of steady drips on gutter metal the knocking water on the billion solids of the earth the wet dirt iron odor thumping past my nostril hair a February rain in Florida fucking lays me out

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