Sometimes, I have a salad for dinner. Other times, I eat a brownie the size of my head with frosting as deep as my foot.
I turn my scale back
"I haven't seen a selfie from you in a while. Are you okay?"
I look at the message for a minute before sending a short but pleasant response, reassuring Random Male that in the past few months since my last selfie, I have not indeed become a leper who has misplaced my eyeballs and developed a cleft palate.
the sweet sound
of nails on chalkboard
The Olive Branch
I struggle with telling people I am a Christian. And, quite frankly, because I am very liberal, many people assume I am not.
crown of thorns
Even though I am not interested in converting anyone, I do hope that, at some point, each person will seek out a source higher than themselves for comfort, love, and strength - whether it is the universe, nature or maybe God.
shadow of death
can you feel
my hand in yours?
But, how do I convey this to someone who has been kicked out of a church for coming out? Or someone who has been beaten to the tune of the Fifth Commandment?
I don't know.
So, I just love.
water to wine
the first sip
belongs to you
*Published in the 2018 issue of Under the Basho (Haibun section)