Poems / August 11, 2025 Martyr Me “Know ye not that they which run in a race run all, but one receiveth the prize? So run, that ye may obtain.” Read more
Poems / August 10, 2025 Every Mass a Life Mass is the fullness of a perfect life lived in each and every way. Read more
Poems / August 7, 2025 Silent Go the Little Flames Ms. Rachel is not the only one inside that phone. Read more
Poems / August 3, 2025 If Thy Hand Offend Thee “And if thy right hand offend thee, cut it off, and cast it from thee: for it is profitable for thee that one of thy members should perish, and not that thy whole body should be cast into hell.” Read more
Poems / July 31, 2025 Elegy Writ Small Sometimes we choke on “goodbye”. This is one such time. Read more