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Mar 6, 2016 | Poetry | 0 comments

hope is that space in the middle
between conjecture and wishful thinking
and when times get lean
that space becomes the fat that burns away
forcing you to choose between the two

(vocation)
when you have multiple disabilities
you just have to be twice as good for half as much
because being good is the only bulwark
against the world being cruel

science is for the why
humanities is for the why bother

no, society is not broken
it’s working perfectly
it only seems broken to those of us far from privilege

if God were on Yelp
he’d get mostly five star
and one star reviews

as long as righteousness is isolating
and sin is communal
sin will win

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