Monthly Archives: November 2009

Dear Jesus,It’s funny to write a letter to you. It’s funny all the different things people tell me about you. Julie said I could ask you to show me where in the room you were… And I did it and it seemed like you were near the door. Then I asked you t… Continue reading →

You are the blood flowing through my fingers all through the soil and up in those trees You are electricity and you’re light You are sound itself and you are flight You are the blood flowing through my fingers All through the soil and up in those tree… Continue reading →