Month: September 2020

Dear God

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Dear God,

It’s me.

I’d like to thank you for all the blessings bestowed on me again today–but that’s what I’m here to talk to you about.

You see, I’m what could be called an old, white, privileged male, and I already have too much of everything. Don’t get me wrong, all these blessings are great, but I’m finding it hard to keep thanking you for them when so many are suffering with so little.

I was wondering if maybe you could…ah…I don’t know…spread them out a little more? Even things out a bit?

It’s difficult to really enjoy all these great blessings when thousands of little children starve to death every day.

Amen

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–Photo by Kevin Carter (who committed suicide shortly after)

first exchange

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too young to know of

proper courting etiquette,

i offered my girlfriend

a scraggly “bouquet”

of roadside wildflowers–

she was so delighted,

she kissed my cheek!

now, after a life-time

of living together,

I know why the memory

of that day stands out

as such a profoundly

momentous occasion:

it was the first exchange

of true feelings between

our innocent souls,

a bouquet for a kiss.

–photo by me