I have a brain in my head ( Read more... )

I hate titling things. Anyway, this is my first honors paper for the semester. We're getting it back Tuesday with lots of corrections! (i'll put an lj cut on this later today)

There are essentially two types of love. There is erotic love which is the desire for physical and social connection wrapped in a socially constructed illusion and there is ( Read more... )

These have been reflections on my religion classes this semester as well as fodder for a personal credo I am writing in honors.

I can see something
But if I reach for it

It vanishes

A reflection, vapor, madness

If I do not grasp it

It remains in my possession

So why do I keep on grasping?

...

God is the bow that shoots the arrow

- primary mover -
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texture of your voice

sound of you against me

overlapping parts mixing

pitches vibrations frequencies

we're creating

notes chords symphonies

below above under inbetween

we're overlapping

grasping contrasting fastening

humming thrumming energetically

slow deep intensely

quickly - quietly

silently, silently

we're exploring parameters

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proud and strong and rising from the earth

equations and logic and science

i am not a man but i am in love

i am not a believer but i have a soul

i am a soul

rafters and ceilings and skies

catechisms and apologetics

i am not a believer but i am in love

i am not a man but i have a soul

i am a soul

moments and meanings and mines

forgetting, ( Read more... )

My Blanket.

Rest your head on the pillow.

I won’t give in, but I will

Lie myself down next to you.

Because I thought that maybe

Tonight we could just pretend

That you had never changed

And I haven’t been here waiting

All this time, because I miss you.

When you were just being yourself,

You would pull me over your head

To separate the shadows

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Have you even run through water? That's how this felt, but in reverse. The air was thin and my muscles were heavy and liquid. I wanted to sink into the sidewalk, the pavement, the grass. I wanted to sink. I wanted to evaporate. I wanted the last several weeks to completely eviscerate ( Read more... )

a loosely interpreted villanelle
with very little substance
largely a play on words
yes i made one up - conformation -
for your pleasure or defamation

Confessions of a Latent Catholic

a thousand gods make up my heart

golden calves and american idols

breaking me into a thousand parts

magical manna making moments

celestial crystalized oceans of ( Read more... )

The couple hosting the party is comprised of equal parts French Canadian for the husband and Filipino for the wife. She's head nurse for the ER department and mother hen to the other immigrants there. And there are many of them. Tonight it's a relatively small gathering of five families. We're the only white people present save for one doctor with ( Read more... )

 I was in the kitchen making  breakfast, okay, eating left overs, and my dad was watching "The Bernie Mac Show" in the other room. The episode was about Bernie avoiding health insurance. The wife was nagging his agent, "Isn't in your  best interest to have your client healthy?"

"Hey, dad, isn't Bernie Mac dead?"

"Yea."

He died of pneumonia at age ( Read more... )