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All my friends are so busy, and when they’re dying, I’ll have something to give them.

I don’t really pray anymore except to say help. 

I feel I’m more raccoon
—with questions curious as paws—
than brother to these patients, for whom the moon
seems closer company than either me or God.

I thought you’d be born
in Jerusalem.

I don’t blame you for that.

You could scatter the shoots across the world 
and they would die together, as one body.

Graphite’s lack of material complexity also feels honest. Since it’s a simple form of carbon, any mystery in a graphite work is created through process, and that feels like starting from a place of truth.

I see my paintings and drawings as invitations to encounter a lived environment slowly, fully, and reflectively.

our hearts labor at salvation
despite our honest efforts to resist