Tag: fear

  • Hitchhiking in the 70’s

    Hitchhiking in the 70’s

    Impossible impasse: your guitar case kicks at knee level, one thumb in the air.  Both eyes marooned on the taillights ahead. The callous cold.  The gloves too thin. Red numb thumbs exposed to a curse the woods shouts out to everyone who walks near here this time of year. There must be ice in a…

  • For the Fear of Christian Art

    For the Fear of Christian Art

    :: long story short :: I have yet to meet somebody who, deep down, wanted to become something other than a good person. Or at least a good citizen. Though I’m directing this post at the Christians in the room, I think anyone will find it valuable if they swap out “Christian” for “good citizen”…

  • 038: [title redacted]

    This isn’t a poem, it’s a regular post. Sometimes when you write, you end up writing so honestly that your words are too inflammatory, personal, or polemical to share. It’s not like you lied and got embarrassed about the lie. Rather, the thoughts and words are too fresh, too new, too immature — in the…