At this hour we all might be anyone: It is only our victim who is without a wish Who knows already (that is what We can never forgive. If he knows the answers, Then why are we here, why is there even dust?) Knows already that, in fact, our prayers are heard, That not one […]

Station #12 – Christ’s Body is Removed from the Cross Meal the footboneshammer-crack thecuneiforms wedgethe tarsals peelthe formless footflesh back overthe nailheadshe dont walkhe dead.Tug the legs til hishands rip he fallweighs the same aseach dead man This was done for a Lenten art project at our church where members contributed poetry and visuals to […]

[youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z31Ayr7Vs90?feature=oembed&enablejsapi=1&origin=http://safe.txmblr.com&wmode=opaque&w=500&h=281] I’m posting another of @RyanCulwell’s songs, for which I sort of apologize to my 42 followers on Tumblr. Sort of, but not really. I mean, chances are you are probably a mutual friend of mine and Ryan’s anyway, so you’ll be listening to it regardless. However, there’s a small chance that we’ve never […]

My friend Joshua makes desks (among other things). His family also runs The Shop, a membership-based woodworking shop that teaches you how to make your own furniture. Check it here: http://www.theshopamarillo.com/

Speak, Memory by Oliver Sacks | The New York Review of Books

On another occasion, an incendiary bomb, a thermite bomb, fell behind our house and burned with a terrible, white-hot heat. My father had a stirrup pump, and my brothers carried pails of water to him, but water seemed useless against this infernal fire—indeed, made it burn even more furiously. There was a vicious hissing and […]

[youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JZFfTLWP0sc?feature=oembed&enablejsapi=1&origin=http://safe.txmblr.com&wmode=opaque&w=500&h=281] I felt as though the theme of this song were appropriate today (Ash Wednesday). Plus, half the video was shot on the land I grew up tending (in winter in drought). (Source: https://www.youtube.com/)

Published in The Curator

One of my poems was published today at The Curator. You can read it by following this excerpt:  An Horologist Returns to Work after His Wife’s Diagnosis.  Here hear the clock: the tick the tock the tickThe swing of pendule swung by gear-dinked chimes,Or quartz hum the pulse that clicked the quickEscape of the wheel […]

Amarillo skyline paintings and sketch. These were part of a larger project celebrating Advent at our church and illustrating passages out of Isaiah. These paintings were meant to illustrate Isaiah 1 and Isaiah 29, but I chose my hometown of Amarillo as the subject instead of Jerusalem. I love our city. At some point, I’ll […]

Our Man in the Pews: The Long Tail of the Rattlesnake

ourmaninthepews: Gone are the days of field research when a renegade ethnographer would pile his hefty recording instruments into the trunk of his car and set out on the back roads of the American South in search of that region’s authentic music. This was the method famously employed by the Lomaxes, John… Several months ago, […]

There’s already a soul-repair role here for friends and family, a big one. Karl Marlantes went to Vietnam, won the kind of medals that get him free drinks, and came home haunted by some of the lives he took. In his 2011 memoir, What It Is Like to Go to War, he argued for the […]