my name is Andrew
and this is my public writing space

  • i, who MADE THE MOUNTAIN

    i, who MADE
    THE MOUNTAIN





    bleeding into lakes
    God, a prairie makes
    fertile flush
    rivers gush
    and soon a mountain rises
    bleeding into lakes

    photography by Franco Fontana
  • the curtain

    THE CURTAIN

    illusion, please comfort me,
    satisfy everything,
    i can live peacefully
    if you curtain the window
    that i had flung carelessly
    on the day i was sure
    that i had seen everything
    plainly in front of me
    heaven and hell were divided
    unevenly
    but there i saw certainty
    standing across the street
    crossing was heresy
    ‘if only’, i told myself,
    ‘i hadn’t seen anything.
    the curtain i’d drawn
    were a wall to stay stuck between’
    sure, i’d lose purpose
    and with it gain apathy
    but apposed to uncertainty
    purposeless living is
    sort of like being free
    where heaven and hell
    are divided by you and me

    photography by Franco Fontana

  • LA

    1/3

    flick another cigarette out of your window
    like an ornament
    the city, a prince,
    detests and pretends and sighs
    /this is what i am now isn’t it/

    photography by Andrew Dalrymple

    2/3

    god, this is what i am now isn’t it
    a boulevardier,
    just another star in the sky,
    i, this great city,
    am a cactus planted in the median of an interstate

    photography by Sally Harrison

    3/3

    LA, a miracle
    an oasis
    a paradise lost
    and rediscovered
    LA, i need you
    unreasonably
    and now i feel lost
    and undiscovered

    photography by Andrew Dalrymple
  • CHRIST / brother

    CHRIST / Christmas Songs

    b r o t h e r


    in your new shoes
    you
    practice singing songs
    at the piano bench
    she was with you
    too
    in her new shoes
    and she sang along


    Father, my dear
    hear
    blessings in a song
    as they call your name
    beckoning you near
    here
    keep them in your arms


    and as i write a poem
    i hear you sing
    i hear you laugh
    so i write it down
    in my new shoes
    in my own time
    and if you hear me now


    sing her a song
    give Him your prayer
    rest in His arms

    photography by Sally Harrison

    blessings ………. no. 1
    rest in my arms ………. no, 2
    brother ………. no. 3

  • CHRIST / rest in my arms

    CHRIST / Christmas Songs

    r e s t i n m y a r m s


    when the mood’s been set and your eyes
    slowly drift toward rest beside
    a candle flicks for a while
    and it says,
    you’re a masterpiece

    photography by Andrew Dalrymple

    blessings ………. no. 1
    rest in my arms ………. no, 2
    brother ………. no. 3

  • CHRIST / blessings

    CHRIST / Christmas Songs

    b l e s s i n g s


    Father, my dear,
    hear
    blessings in a song
    while we call your name
    beckoning you near
    here
    keep us in your arms


    blessings ………. no. 1
    rest in my arms ………. no. 2
    brother ………. no. 3

  • tumultuary

    TUMULTUARY

    designed direction
    summer hills now overgrown with introspection
    defeating my heart

    i hear birds of May sing whispers of the season
    while she’s cold at night from winters wind of freezin’

    these days behind

    photography by Andrew Dalrymple
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