Hi there	wednesday, 9th september
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Big Wednesday Poetry Extravaganza	tuesday, 25th august
I'll be hosting the poetry reading at Galileo in OKC tomorrow night (August 26th, 2009)! That makes twice in one month!!!!!!! That's some kind of record! I'm now hosting poetry reading more often that I update this bloggy thingy!
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My Grandmother's Funeral	friday, 3rd april
She was my father's mother, and in my family that made her a distant relative. More mystery than memory, I remember her less than I remember her house... full of fish-tanks and frozen moments in front of the television. But now, she has finally left that rust-colored chair, the brown of the carpet, and the organ in the corner where I pretended to play in the blue green glow of the nightly news. And it is for her that we come together now with hands in pockets warming nameless emotions full of January and uncertainty. We huddle together for warmth against the wind and the loss. We pass uncomfortable prayers between us and reach across our distances. We touch, we cry, we kiss. We say "remember when" and pretend that we do. For me these words are filled mostly with "you look like your father" and "I haven't seen you since..." and I am numb from the cold, or maybe a coldness all my own. We pass tears down cheeks and hands across shoulders. We remind ourselves that there is love still left in the world. We stand together, a mismatched family in the face of forever. Then we slowly float apart. Back to work, or to Wal Mart or the million other mundane moments that will fill our day. Some will make their way to silence and sandwiches in the back room of that same old church that only seems to stand when someone dies. Others will pass the next hours in the passenger seat, head pressed against the glass. Listening to the wind sing winter songs across car windows For me, I drive south avoiding the highway, and writing poems in my head that I won't remember by the time I get home.
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A small thought on a Thursday night:	thursday, 11th september
I just want to mean something! Not a grand something for the masses, just something more than a job and a student loan. I used to want it all, now I just want some. We're a nation starving for leaders and in our hunger we will follow anyone who can promise to simply take the pain away. (The pusher, the preacher The prayer and the magic pill) It's so easy to believe, but it's hard to understand. Stop looking for leaders and lead! Just don't try to get others to follow. It's ugly being the one to say it out loud but life just hurts sometimes, and no amount of promises will ever make it stop. The preacher, the pusher, the whispers of forever won't make it better. Sometimes the pain is all we've got. I'm full up on promises of better tomorrows and roses and wishes and words with no meaning. But if I didn't feel so disappointed, I wouldn't feel anything at all. If all it took were to belong, we could all line up behind the next one to tell us they can take the pain away. But life just hurts sometimes, and if it didn't what would we have? An empty contentment and no chance to mean anything. (The pusher, the preacher the hymn and the hollow) Stop looking for leaders and lead!
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