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 Mar 2016 Miki
Harsh
Finding God
 Mar 2016 Miki
Harsh
I'm not as religious
as my mom thinks I am.
She teaches other kids
about our shared faith
every Sunday, with me in tow.
It's not that I don't believe
in the gods that she does.
God is supposed to
guide you and inspire you,
and teach, protect, and love you.
So I implore you:
find God in the halls of an art gallery
or in the crashing waves at the beach.
Find God at the bottom of a bottle
or on the top of a skyscraper,
the middle of a forest,
in the words of scholars
or in the cells of life itself.
Call it what you want,
but find God
in everyone
and everything.
 Mar 2016 Miki
Tupelo
Clam
 Mar 2016 Miki
Tupelo
More than anything
I want to feel your touch
To taste your remembrance
This powder on my gums
I miss your simplicity
The tremor in my hands
The longing in my throat
Speaks only of you
I've sold my wanting
For a love that holds me dear
Remember my temptations
When the lights start begging to fade
And my heart starts to tremble
This ignition in my bones
Burns for the thought of you
And the love for her.
 Mar 2016 Miki
Tupelo
Service
 Mar 2016 Miki
Tupelo
The lonely dock
The empty room
Vacant seats
The lights are dimmed
The doors are open
Waiting for someone,
Anyone to come inside.
I’m behind closed doors
Peaking out the window
Glass in hand,
Ready to serve
 Mar 2016 Miki
Tupelo
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 Mar 2016 Miki
Tupelo
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 Feb 2016 Miki
Shannon Delaney
Did we make it home
After years of wandering?
Can we see the lights?
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