Prairie Rest Life

Author: Adri

  • Fractallating Atomic

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    Adri

    December 2019 Pure joy, my purest self.Fractallating atomic-The happiest possible bomb.Reach to one edge of the expanseAnd stretch across to the other;Your fingers graze both sides.So vast–So vulnerable.

  • Art Meditation for Victims of ICE Violence, Family Separation, Detention

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    Adri

    March 1, 2026, Waxing Gibbous Moon before the Blood Worm Moon, Turtle Island, Land of the Osage, Kansas Settlercity For 10,000+ years, people lived on this continent in relationship with the land, many who migrated regularly and maintained complex trade and land stewardship treaties. Here in the Great Plains some people migrated alongside other species…

  • If my anger were a garden

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    Adri

    Fall 2025 Poem If My Anger Were a Garden If my anger were a gardenIt would be a forestWith a well-worn trail winding through it.You would walk on itAssuming you were invited.You would think,I’m on a hike.You won’t comprehend how multitudinous are the eyes watching you.You wouldn’t fathom how many ears hear your small steps…

  • I Can’t, I Won’t

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    Risen Lamb Church of the Nazarene, Kansas City, KSMarch 10, 2019 The season of Lent is the 40 days leading up to Easter, and these 40 days mirror the 40 days that Jesus spent in the desert before he began his ministry. The repetitive way the passage that Pastor Tyrone read for us is written…

  • Solid Underfoot

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    Adri

    2018 This endeavor beginsIn a well worn place,But leaves the dirtTo crunch the grass.Will this becomea familiar path?Narrow–becauseNarrow is all that’s needed.Eventually mutedBut solid underfoot.Rubbed free of growthAnd insteadDirecting, propellingEmboldening, connecting.Honestly?I can’t wait.

  • Tunnel

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    Adri

    January 2020 The smallest pin prick of lightOpening, openingIt’s thereBut it’s not yet hereI have to get thereI mustSo so so closeWhat’s at stake?It’s not as though the journey will endThat’s exactly what’s at stakeTo journey in the lightTo get out of this tunnelTo push ahead in lightIn loveIn freedomIn power I can stand up…

  • Still Open

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    January 2020 I know I’m not the firstOr the lastTo wonder how a wound heals,To watch a woundWolverine healIn slow motion.I do know some things, however,About scarsAnd guts and staples and hobbling to the showerOh so gingerly. The body keeps scoreIs a helpful book becauseWe think emotions are invisibleAnd are gone when they leaveWhen they’re…

  • I’m My Best Hype Man

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    Adri

    2020 You’ve got your own musclesYou’ve got your own joyYou’ve got your own hustleYou’ve got your own Croix You’ve got your own friendshipsYou’ve got your own sexYou’ve got your own insightsYou’ve got your own bed You’ve got your own sillyYou’ve got your own fightYou’ve got your own fireYou’ve got your own life You’ve got your…

  • Multitasking

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    Adri

    2012 Remember that time I did Three things at once? I had cancer, I had a child, I had an affair. Are you impressed? Multitasking is my forte after all. We made all the preparations— Not that you can ever be prepared For something so big To come along— A bundle of joy, A bundle…

  • Bridge Out

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    Adri

    December 2019 I built a foundationI was so proud ofAnd proposed we build a bridge.The sun was shining so brightYou said it looked like two suns.We started stacking lettersWriting and building.The work was physically demandingAnd we got cuts & bruises as we built.In work on past bridgesI’d grown accustomed to such cuts & bruises-Accustomed to…