Sleepless Nights in Lonely Corners

Blood and wine pools, On stone, tile floor. Broken glass, dreams In bottles find Escape in death. Cold fingers point To dark windows Held together By tape and wire. Dim light casts hard Shadows from blank Eyed bodies to Beer yellowed walls. Reflections of My watch...

What is Wrong With This Picture!?

First things first, sorry for the generic title to this entry! http://www.abcactionnews.com/mostpopular/story.aspx?content_id=3e304bb9-25d6-42fa-8bf3-69e962e5f2a2 The above link points you towards a news story that documents the arrest of a Mother and Son crime ring. ...

We Thought We Knew… But it Was Just a False Alarm

Hurting people are scared people… huddled in cold bathrooms, lying on concrete floors with leaking toilets getting their clothes wet through those drunken nights…  through those drunken nights you see broken people passed out from worries too heavy to get high, too...

What is your disease?

A couple of months ago I was sitting in church as usual, after having rolled out of bed and finding my place after the first worship song was halfway over. In many ways I am blessed to be a part of a congregation that tries its hardest to be outwardly focused. Our...

Beautiful Souls, Trapped in Ugly Bodies

(“Can You fill me? Can you gratify my empty heart? Can you touch me? Can that touch give me peace?”) Unsteady legs, broken by chemical doses And alcohol. No shoes, blackened feet from Dirty sidewalks or muddy paths. Her disheveled hair tangled by Twigs and...