When loveFeels like the trenchesAnd the only way outIs through hell –And you have seen enough of hell,Thank-you-VERY-much –And giving upIs the onlyLessDesirable option – Breathe. Be heldBy whatever-the-fuck-in-Godde’s-nameHas carried you this far. And rest there.
We decide to write each other letters To open on our wedding day, The things too vulnerable to speak In front of Godde and everybody, I wonder, “What will happen to the letters?” We say, “til death do us part is for quitters,” but we will die one day, And I imagine your body in […]
Chalice Lighting Check In How are you doing? What’s one awesome or interesting thing you’ve done or learned since social distancing? Story Wilma Jean the Worry Machine Follow Up & Activity What is something you’re worried about? Write down each worry on a post-it, stick to a window, board, or piece of paper. Then, put […]