“Love Anyway”; inspired by Psalm 27
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The Holy One is my light—so why should I fear?When darkness gathers, when the ground beneath me shakes,when truth is twisted, when love is called weakness—I will not run. I…
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Wonderfully Made; a spoken word of Psalm 134
You see me. Not just the parts the world wants to see,but all of me—the way my body moves, or doesn’t.The way my mind races, or slows down.The way I…
We Were Becoming; a spoken word about the America of Today
They say, this is how it’s always been.As if history is a straight line,as if we were never climbing,never reaching for something better,never becoming. But I remember. I remember when…
When the New World Comes for Me
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.…
“The Past Has Hands”; it’s all about PTSD and OCD!
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…
“Through the Storm, Through the Sun”; a spoken word about love
They tell you love is beautiful,that it glows like city lights on a quiet night,that it feels like warm hands on cold skin,like laughter spilling over candlelit dinners,like the perfect…
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”
When the world tilts toward shadows,and whispers of hate grow louder,we stand.We stand where love demands to be heard,where truth shatters chains,where every rainbow is a revolution. They call us…