Homosexuality
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#SoCS – Just Do It
Go, my children, and buy cheap Nike’s online from China, hoping they are “legit” so you can wear them as status symbols: “If they are fakes, maybe we can resell them to another sucker.”
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On Why I Can’t “Church” Right Now
Yesterday I wrote about “rough drafts” – pieces and parts of articles in my inbox that are so emotionally raw to me and likely hurtful to people I love that I fear putting them out into the world.
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The Hatred Never Went Away
The hatred never went away / Just pushed into a fertile soil / Now, weedy thick, it springs to day / With words of shame, our Pride to spoil
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the cost of life seemed rarely worth the price
The Cost of Life seemed rarely Worth the Price / And as I Paid it seemed quite Poorly Spent / Now, Looking Back, would gladly Tender Twice
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“You therefore must be perfect” just like God
“You therefore must be perfect” just like God / It’s there in letters red and hot as blood
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I felt
Are you okay / With him being gay?
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certain somethingness
I feared a sonnet love-filled ne’er could be; / For though I’d felt it, words would not align.
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Housewarming – 6:02 pm
I thought no one was going to show. I really did.
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I Did Not Die.
confidence climbs / and I dare to defy gravity / day / by / day / by / day.
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Eternity it Stretches Forward.
Now as Lost Days have passed me by, Eternity it stretches Forward.
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me/Me
mechanically mesmerizing / to be A me you want see…
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I’ve Found My Place
I’ve found my place; the place is peace, / Though tangled tempests tip the ship.
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Start. again. anew.
start. again. anew. transformed again by some truth
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Mystery Meal
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “product/produce.” Use one, use them both, use them any way you’d like. Bonus points if you use both. Have fun! Hey, remember me? I was once a faithful #SoCS contributor. I went away for a few months. Couldn’t write. I came back and wrote one Saturday entry.…
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in swirling chaos
in swirling chaos / together – we find center / and you make me feel
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what will the waves do with their fury?
Paint the scene now, before ship takes a dive.
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Self-challenge, and… go.
I still don’t know where to start.
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This is How Love Is
For in the end, Love Runs to Us, Grasps Us, And Refuses to Ever let Us go.
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Fractured Faces
Safe in our certain Somethingness…
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Don’t Yuck Someone Else’s Yum – #SoCS
You don’t have to like it; you don’t have to eat it. I will.
defying atrophy 