[tabby title="Poem"] As we sit among those who hearYour wordwe, ever Your humble servant,stand in Your court. Convictions passed like decrees,echoing in vaulted silence.They see me as a tightened knotunraveling slowly,held together by trembling grace,as things fall apart. They call...

[tabby title="Poem"] I heard them saythat pride could be fuel for honor or ruin right now,but I said that first. I heard them say,“Yeah? And what do you hear us say?It has been ruining me for far too long.” Pride...

[tabby title="Poem"] As Saul was once a great man,_So do we have our own prospectsof the same coin—a two-faced coin. And when a trader picks up a coinand tosses it to the sky,it’s either heads or tails.When I pick a...