Monthly Archives: September 2025
Prayer of one who could be me and sometimes is
You have pierced me with your dagger
and crushed me with your stone.
Red and dry blood dust am I –
powder of the wretched,
powder in the wind!
Night flight
Adam to God
Let me be the first
to blame you
for what I have done
That’s not what I meant
Alley man
Look at me! Look at me!
In no hurry
Prayerie
The wind sticks to the plan
Yeah, well. I’m not sure there was
much of a plan. Maybe just a
direction – or an earnest hope.
And you know how the wind is.






