Water
“I am thirsty to return to the peace
of our peoplehood…”
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…”
