Thursday’s Tears

This is a rather abraded subject for me, in which I will somewhat obscurely write about it on this very public medium. In considering my life, it has been made unwarrantably and undesirably public, so why not continue in the same fashion?
Thursday’s tears erupted after washing my face and taking off the smeared mascara around [...]

Misery Needs A Husband

My best or maybe infamous (depending on the viewer) misery expression. Enjoy.
(photo by TheLongbrake)
 

Damn You, Desire (overly used word)

Desire. As much as you and I have written poems, ponderings, and posts (think BackStreet Boys) about the D word and as much as you and I have wished for a different word to express this deep, soulful, exhilarated quaking other than the D word–it’s still the D word. Desire. He or she is an [...]

The Artistry of Mania

One night I had a conversation with an ex-air force man or pilot or militant, eh? Whatever the technical term is for one who was in the air force, well, he, the best man in my wedding, and I were discussing the creative process. 
Josh, the one who flew and flies noted, after we watched a documentary on [...]

I See A Darkness

This is a Bonnie ‘Prince’ Billy song and it is sheer goodness…
Jay introduced it to me and we listen and love more because of this song. 
We thought of dancing our first marital dance to this song, but, well, we don’t want to scare Grandma.
It is a gritty, honest, and resounding song.
…I see your darkness and [...]

Theological Performance Art

Performance Art- non-theatrical, revolving around body, space, and time
Theological Mosaic- a theology course addressing a vast plane of concepts, theologians, eras, divinity, the text etc.
Final Paper in conjunction with creative project- the Eucharist; the local, universal, inclusive, movement of God towards humanity
Thoughts expressed prior to piece- Performance Art has a skeletal structure that the artist [...]

Reconstructing the Original Intent: Parte A

C’mon, Dosey-Do

You have a cardboard box. 
With tape still on it, 
as you recently tore it open.
Now, as I am invited into exchanges of
many words both heavy and feathered,
I see the light brown box with miasmas of 
empty warehouses and utilitarian goods creep out.
And with precise, subtle movements you
begin to maneuver it around my language. 
In which, the flesh of it [...]