When the New World Comes for Me
WhovianPastor
They come in the night.They come in the quiet.They come in the shifting of laws, in the stillness, in the dark.With hands folded in prayer and lips curled in claws.…
spoken word
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They say trauma fades with time.They say time heals.But time is a liar.Time is a thief.Time is a shadow that follows me home,that waits at the door,that slips under the…
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Farther Away; A spoken word for my daughters
Once, I held your hands in mine.Three tiny hands, soft and trusting.You looked at me like I was unshakable,A mountain you could climb,A shelter that would never fall. But I…
“We Stand”
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Both, And All: A spoken word about identity and love
Why choose?Why let the world box me in with their “either/or”?Why dim my light to fit their grayscale worldWhen my heart beats in colors they’ve never even named? I am…
The Truth of Love
They say,Love is love.But let’s be real—Love is the ocean,Not the wave you see crashing on the shore.It’s not a label we wear,Not a box we check.It’s a spectrum,A wildfire,An…