The book of Jonah, a story meant to reassure doubters, was the small push I needed to decide that maybe this whole religion thing wasn’t for me after all and that we all have different paths.
Apparently, mine leads directly to being eaten whole by a mythical snapper and preserved in its stomach’s juices for a month.
The words their
great-grandpappies put together,
when they got off their boat
and on this land foreclosed.
ou could learn the ropes of manipulation and deceit to bring pain upon people that hurt you. Where do you draw the line if this becomes your new communication style? If you have to practice between two social behavior clusters, it’s always better to choose empathy and kindness over deceit and manipulation.
Over the past few years, I’ve been feeling disappointed with politics. Don’t only because of the erosion of public discourse…
I wrote this poem for a local poetry contest a few years ago. I had just moved to Petaluma, and…