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May 23, 2016

Future me, I hope you still kneel and pray before bed at night.
I hope you’re still pursuing your dreams, so my mentors turn out right
when they say you have a gift that needs a lot of love;
a gift that can only shine forth if you let that girl go,

because eventually you’ll have to choose one

or the other. My God, it’s about time to move on.
Good rid...

February 24, 2015

​​On nature's eve, Winter arrives with a performance that can only be hers. The characters who once stood in the spotlight have all removed their lively, colorful costumes and have stepped aside. Many in the audience think this is the intermission, the time to rest and refocus. Nature's stage is empty, or so it appears. For the acts of Spring, Summ...

December 6, 2014

Six empty jars against the wall.
The guests have spilled and drunk them all.
A Mother’s voice implores, “They have no wine.” 


He takes a breath. His choice is made.
He sends the steward’s man away;
With simple, common water he returns.

He was afraid, but even still
He understood the father’s will,
And bid those empty jars be filled…

Ordinary wate...

April 23, 2014

It was a gloomy, dreary day in the marshes of South Carolina where my uncle and I were living on a 42-foot-long boat. I was bored beyond compare, telling my uncle I couldn't think of a thing to do. The water was too muddy to jump in. The shore was too marshy to row the dinghy ashore. So my uncle looked at me and said, 'There's always something to d...

March 6, 2014

I knew this day would come, the day I looked back and noticed that I haven't been writing nearly as many blog posts as I promised I would. It's not just blog posts either. It's happened to my journal entries, and every other form of creative writing I used to love so much. 

Noticing this problem, I search all around for inspiration. Then it hits m...

December 25, 2013

Please say 'Merry Christmas!'
   Because there are so many children
   who should know who they are,
   and they need memories that are more than things. 
   Say "Merry Christmas" because we need an identity before
   we drift into a fog that shows no clue where we're heading. 
   And say 'Merry Christma...

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