Chasers of the Light

Poem from Chasers of the Light: poems from the typewriter series by Tyler Knott Gregson. I count the syllables of your laughter and wait for the line breaks of your long deep breaths.  I may be a writer but you are a poem and you spill out like ink onto the paper of our days.Continue reading “Chasers of the Light”

The Present

By: Gabriela Yareliz History books are filled with what’s important to us. Our victories, our battles, and everything in between. In the book, bad and good make it in. In it, we find things that hurt us; things that surprised us; things we couldn’t control; things we provoked. History books hold our story; half writtenContinue reading “The Present”

Pre-Finals Week Wednesday

1] When New Yorkers walked outside today: 2] BOSS INSPIRATION (to get me through finals, along with prayer and kale): Amal Clooney 3] Fifth Harmony dropped two music videos recently. One is a cover of one of the greatest Christmas songs (ever), the other is the long-awaited “Sledgehammer.” I sing Camila’s part at the topContinue reading “Pre-Finals Week Wednesday”

/Why then do we not despair?/

Anna Akhmatova’s poem: “Everything is Plundered, Betrayed, Sold” Everything is plundered, betrayed, sold, Death’s great black wing scrapes the air, Misery gnaws to the bone. Why then do we not despair? By day, from the surrounding woods, cherries blow summer into town; at night the deep transparent skies glitter with new galaxies. And the miraculousContinue reading “/Why then do we not despair?/”

Camp Meeting

By: Gabriela Yareliz Camp meeting (n): An event at which churches from a certain area get together, usually once a year, for a spiritual retreat and fellowship. The concept and practice originated in England and Scotland. Camp meeting is always a fun time of the year. It always has been. I have good memories ofContinue reading “Camp Meeting”

When I fell in love with William

By: Gabriela Yareliz People leave different things behind after they die. Some leave furniture and clothes; some leave heartache; some leave a life of service; some leave money; some leave anger. After a life of service and love, I think one of the greatest things a person can leave behind are words– words that inspire;Continue reading “When I fell in love with William”

Emerald Moonlight Pearl

By: Gabriela Yareliz Stolen glances, houses white under moonlight; emerald hills. Peace and angst in blend, golden shadows cast. The sky is a perfect shade of dark, a blue so thick it envelopes resignation. Trembling emotion, the kind that leaves you breathless and crying-all at once. It leaves you gasping for not air, not peace,Continue reading “Emerald Moonlight Pearl”