praising the blooms

When I close my eyes, the darkness has been replaced with slate gray, like snow has come and gone and made mush of everything inside. Hiding in my heart is a kitten without a home, still cold from the storm, still afraid of how the sky fell and no one stopped. What I’m trying to […]

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community blogging

There’s a lot of ways to get involved with my tiny part of the blogging world. I wanted to share some of those upcoming events and challenges today. I’m hoping you’ll join me on some of these adventures, or at least stick around to cheer me and my friends on! Here’s hoping peace is finding […]

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being excellent to each other

When I can’t quite build a thought out into something solid enough for this blog, I will often post it to Instagram with the tag #LilliputianLog. The last weeks have seen a few of those posts so I thought I’d share two here for those who aren’t on the other platform. [For those who are […]

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painfully small dream

Outside, I open a letter just arrived.This friend has not written in some whilebut I have not moved homes in so long,it reaches me just the same. I have not moved in so long,my legs are napping. I stretch out in the sunshine.Untouched by grass.Rested on sun-soaked concrete,draped in soft blanket. From here, I can […]

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podcast: forgiveness, etc

 Hi best beloveds, This is just a quick note to let you know you can listen to me chat with Britt about forgiveness, blogging, prison, and life.  (Search for “Love Your Enthusiasm on Google, Apple, or Spotify. Or click the image above to be taken to the site.) If you have time to listen, I’d […]

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just come home

They say liberty is sweet soI licked her before I left her for shackles,hoping her honey would crystallize on my tongueand my lipswould only ever speak with the memory of her. Inside the jailhouse they spray you clean ofall that freedom sugar, cold water raining downto drown the liceand hopesyou might have dragged through the […]

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progress

It’s only scary if you stop here. Here, where it’s all shadow and monster, unnamed creature and trails of blood to where– to nowhere?– from where– from who? It’s only scary if you stop here, or if you go backwards. Backwards used to be safe, used to be normal, but now you will carry the […]

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