by Jared Garrett | Nov 28, 2012 | Blog
I think that I will go to the place where I am the religion the golden calf melted and forged from trinkets baubles jewels sacrifices brought before me of the firstborn thoughts the fattened feelings that have glutted on shiny judgments and prickly prejudices in that... by Jared Garrett | Nov 20, 2012 | Blog
Crutchless And when the wars do finally desist, I might see myself alive in your eyes; ‘Twixt stones of blood and sly, coveting mist; Crutchless, you and I together will rise. In resurrection’s perfect power then, Do I lay all soul’s hope in joyous debt, With she and... by Jared Garrett | Apr 11, 2012 | Poetry
A boy with a horrible name which he might have deserved had a l(ord)ion tell him that to get better it would hurt but he had to peel it off. Layer by layer. Peel off the scales of greed of vanity jealousy temper Peel it off And rise again from the water still broken... by Jared Garrett | Oct 15, 2010 | Blog
There is a breaking almost a noise of death rended of day, or life, or joy brought awake and my brother’s shoulder touches mine and he stands to my left and his brother to my right. My shoulder touches his. More than a mythical might with mirror images all...