Train Catcher

October 28, 2011 § Leave a comment

…and then life called out to her with arms wide open and she ran to them like a train without brakes. And she was blinded by the trajectory but barreled forward through memories yet to be put to rest, loves that lingered as if still present, and moments yet to be unraveled. And she felt free in this momentary chaos, raw and untouchable. She was moved by anything, anyone that caused her pause. And she would stand still briefly and say “I know you well” with arms wide open and allow them to run to her like a train without brakes.

You can find this photograph and more on my website under Modes of Transportation – Trains


The Dead Ringer

June 4, 2011 § 3 Comments

Feet buried beneath earth – cemented.
Losing precious blood – heart shaped.
Wailing against the calloused skin walls.
Nails cracked from the scratching.
Bring us up.

Bodies rigid below the moon.
Sacred idols fallen.
Tears, gasps, hope – dry.
We know you’re listening.
Bring us up.

Numbness now below the earth.
The core devoid of warmth.
Chills on the nape as
Life is shuddering.
Bring us up.

Seeping souls where flowers bloom.
Airless lungs inside the tomb.
Ringing bell in graveyard shift.
The dead will rise if you are quick.

The shovels search in lanterns shadow
For those condemned too soon.
Bring us up from darkness seething.
Can’t you hear us screaming?

There are days still inside.
There are still days without.
Bring us up. Bring us up.
Bring us up.

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