The Ink On Your Arm
“What things do you have planned?
Do you march with torches?
Do you scream out for our death?”
Reaching Out
“reaching toward me, / as alive and animated / as my own unimaginable heart–”
Mirror of Peace
“Can we be mirrors of each others’ light?”
Celebration
“the shared livestream of celebrated death, / night and day of shattered glass.”
Making Chicken Broth (and trying to metabolize the horrors of war)
“I wish I could make enough soup to nourish the broken, injured, hurting, praying, people of the world.”
Not This Year
“I have lived enough to know there / are probably embers glowing…”
A Prayer for All People
“As we inhabit one Earth, we are one human family…”
At Least This Time There’s a Grave
“A thousand funerals in / one day   a shortage of diggers / an excess of graves.”
Taking Sides
“I will breathe through tears. / I will swallow pride. / I will bite my tongue.
I will offer love…”
Amazon is Sold Out of Sackcloth
“What about the kids in war, my nieces ask? / They hide, the eldest says.”
