What do we say when there are no words? Where do we find a solid center when the world is going crazy around us? Out of the depths we cry to you, O Lord! —from A Ritual of Lament and Promise Colorado, where I live, had yet another mass… Read More »A Ritual of Lament and Promise
This is a poem that will probably need constant revision – not for poetry’s sake, but because there is repeatedly one damn killing after another. So the list will grow longer, and people of color, and LBGT folks, will make up the majority of this list. Unless “things change.” Unless… Read More »Say Their Names
We had another mass shooting in Colorado just the other day. Ten people were murdered in a King Soopers grocery store in Boulder, just north of my hometown of Denver. And we don’t even have the luxury of exclaiming “How can this be? This has never happened before!” It’s more… Read More »Here We Go Again