Tag: Love
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18. Dissent
Love used to be stories: Knights win princesses Cowboys untie damsels Savages capture concubines Exchanges of property and wealth the brokerage of Catherine of Braganza Love was a trade When it was romanticized sometimes it started in the schoolyard or the fields sweethearts and youthful innocence held them like glue sticks The working class and…
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16. Bells
*Ding-Dong* waited at the door to be greeted by your father have you back by ten and treat you like his daughter made sure to open up and help you into the passenger moved the umbrella, meant to keep us from the water *Ring-Ring* our food was up after we waited by the window like…
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15. Pictures
most of the time there’s too much perspective for just one photograph like the contour of your ridge that leads to a bridge that knows of the perils of love it’s worth it to be overwhelmed by the decision to wade in waves and surging waters to rest on your shore, sure of catching the…
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09 Steady
“Steady, steady” I tell her, whilst knowing nothing about archery. she is able to hold the tension with poise. her hand resting against her cheek, where i wished mine to be, she listens to my steady advice. I too am composed, I think the string pulled back like the way she wore her hair; i…
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06 Brother
when Absalom died, did his brothers rejoice while their father wept? brother, the cement you set around your heart has not kept you warm brother, your steps when static are scary; when unstable, exhausting all this restlessness and discontent is making you invisible let there be nothing left for you to conquer brother, concubines don’t…
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04 Siloh
Siloh her tender tone kept me tethered to the ground, counting off my anger as she points to the sheep in “her” field. “how did you get this field, Sie?” The playful smirk. “Daddy, you gave it to me, remember?” I will remember; hopefully, the things I actually give will be worth remembering: gentle consistent…
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Love Theories II: Coming and Going
It is leaving Heaven It is finding luxury in sharing the suffering of the dirty and fallen in order to make them clean and whole again it is eyes fixed while awaiting the gaze of the beloved it is resolute patience, incomparable kindness, it is the greatest guard it is the hopeful guardian it is…
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Love Theories: Not Soup nor Slumber
It can’t be stirred in a pot until it tastes better Can’t be set a top a stove to heat up Can’t be baked at 450 and set before us to satisfy our hunger It can’t be shaken out of slumber or kissed alive like a fairy tale It’s timing is a mystery when it…
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Mary
It’s hard to imagine the heart failing of someone who loved me so well. Maybe she was finally convinced we’d be okay without her. Maybe her body was just finished; certainly not her mind. Maybe it was just time. I think I’ve learned you can prepare to make an end of living, but not death, for…
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The God and the Ghost of Present Christmas
I read an Instagram post by Craig Groeschel about Christmas being a magnifier today. (For those of you who don’t know who Craig Groeschel is, he’s one of those muscular pastors that talks about how he doesn’t have time to dress himself in the morning) The intent of his post was to state how the…
The Reconstructed 