Haiti Bound

Tuesday, December 20, 2016

Thank. Full.

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I'm really proud of having a beautiful mother. And I tell anyone who will listen, how good my father is. You know what I mean? That si...
Thursday, November 17, 2016

Mess

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Sometimes when I stare out of the window, I watch how the power lines splice the sky into segments. The piercing blues and the crunchy orang...
Monday, October 10, 2016

Babylon

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Babylon's a bad place If you can't stand If you've only set your sights On the glory land But in the worst minutes And the...
Thursday, June 16, 2016

Loss

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When sadraque died, I couldn't feel anything. I knew I was sad. Bent. Hysterical even. I knew it. But I felt nothing. I got the call...
Friday, November 13, 2015

Necessity

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We sit in the lap of luxury, in the security that finite things bring. We wonder why we can't always find God. But are we looking for hi...
Friday, August 28, 2015

From the first year with Jonas. I owe who I have become, to you.

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If you ever want to feel futile, you can come here, and wash the laundry. The kids at wings of hope go through three outfits a day. They...
Thursday, August 20, 2015

Jonas

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Yesterday another person I loved died. An ocean away. And I think. Why? I know I was lucky. To know Jonas. For him to love me. For me to lov...
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