Poets of Faith

What Is My Life About?

Rattle / December 21, 2024

This naked, lonely question is still simmering in a crock pot on the counter …

Rattle / December 17, 2022

Twice a year the orphans come.
Like Job’s children, pawns in a bet
made with the Devil.

Rattle / December 21, 2019

After the hospital released me with a warning, I walked around this busy city that hadn’t noticed I’d been missing,

Rattle / March 5, 2015

The heaven of the gods that are not God is never big enough. It’s always filling up with smoke, the

Rattle / March 4, 2015

Every once in a while one of the neighbors comes by, rope in hand, looking for horses that got out.

Rattle / March 3, 2015

The voice is clear and light in weight. She is young and sitting, I think, very still. Another woman translates.