37. Since My Work Made Me Bleed (Part 1)

It’s been too long since my work made me bleed; Too long since I left the sticky tack of meOn the innards of some rusted machine. I recall leaping two-footed ontoA pry-bar wedged between gears,… 37. Since My Work Made Me Bleed (Part 1)

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I Love My City

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It is true that two men can lift a bigger stone than one man. A group can build automobiles quicker and better than one man, and bread from a huge factory is cheaper and more uniform. When our food and clothing and housing all are born in the complication of mass production, mass method is […]

There was a time I could cry over books / But time has set its maggot on my tracks. Dylan Thomas 

Remind yourselves of this: We who were slaves to sin; the sin that when fully grown becomes death; that awful separation from God; We who were bound to decay and marked for the grave; we have been buried with Christ. But to this end: that just as Christ was raised from the dead by the […]

From Vanity Fair, Issue 600, August 2010.  By Mark Summers.

In the body of my mother He named my name.

An excerpt from novel in progress.  Not sure if this will make it.

Cast off the yoke of slavery because we are no longer slaves. We are free according to the promise God made on the day man fell to slavery. Stand firm and do not submit again to the yoke of performance because we are not set apart to have cleaner hands; we are set apart for […]