• God & Fancy Paper

    It happened yesterday. I was standing in the kitchen at work, merely toasting my bagel and waiting for the Keurig to finish brewing my coffee. So mid-brew and toast, I had a something incredibly…

  • Perhaps

    the little elephant that had made itself at home on my heart has been making its trek back to wherever it came from i imagine the dusty, dark jungles of heartache and death perhaps…

  • Seeds

    “This concept of being heartbroken so that we can heal is a mystery. In it, God is showing us the contradiction of life—that in order to live, you must give up your life, that…

  • Shine on

    Because sometimes you are the lost girl behind the black gate. Stepping on shards of glass, unable to form the right words. So, why? Why must you fool yourself? You are worth gold. Mountains…

  • The Afterlife

    The Afterlife Stolen from my friend Hunter.  Perhaps we dread death less from fear than from boredom, thinking the life to come will be an endless postlude to where the action really happens. This is…

  • Speak Life or Shut Up

    I’m pretty sure I won’t hold back anything in this post, because I’m pretty sure I’m waist-deep in frustration. I am finding that I’m balancing on a very thin tightrope of emotions, so please…

  • MUST LEARN THIS NOW.

  • Wide-eyed, Jaw-clenched Grace

    I was lying in bed this morning, just rummaging through my thoughts. I started mulling over the decisions I’ve made, where those decisions had and have ultimately led, and what all I would take back.…