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J. Pax

J. Pax

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Nov 17, 2019

3 Reflections

It is not easy being alone with my thoughts. These days we have our magic mirrors and looking glasses. “Mirror, Mirror in my palm, reveal…

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Nov 17, 2019

On any given day, really.

But my memory is short as these intrusions are rutted, and I perhaps remember less of reality than what I believe of reality. “That might…

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Nov 17, 2019

My favorite is Suite bergamasque, III.

It’s the one that sounds like the distances starlight takes to travel, like a wooden boy’s wish, and like the prayer said in Gethsemane…

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Oct 6, 2019

I have obliviated more words than I care to remember.

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Jul 17, 2019

5¶s on Immigration

“Go back home.” I may be the only one in my family who’s never been cut by those words. I have no memory of it anyway, but I remember it in

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Jun 13, 2019

F60.3

They prayed believing that thoughts could save him, prayed to as many gods they could remember until it was just the Moon left to hear…

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May 7, 2019

A Trans Hermeneutic on John 21:1–19

Sermon for Columbia City Church of Hope (May 5, 2019)

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Apr 25, 2019

A 5¶ Essay to Come Out

1. “Happiness writes white ink on a white page,” said Montherlant, and I’ve always believed him…

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Apr 10, 2019

A Poet Explains Their Poetry

In the time I took to write, I’d traveled a thousand miles. In the shortness of my life, that — I learned — you cannot fight.

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Apr 8, 2019

dare

over here, it’s all rife with folks trying. it’s fine buying this not-yet life. but i think it’s been time for you to be happy.

J. Pax

J. Pax

i write poetry. sometimes about mental illness. sometimes about identity. sometimes about god. sometimes about death. i’m there too. it’s confessional.

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