An anorexic game.Let's play a game, she said.More Like This
A game where no one wins and everyone lose.
Let's see who can lose more.
I challenge you. What do you have to lose?
I looked at myself, at my reflex in the mirror and said
Why not? I only have my life to lose.
Sonnet LXIIOp. 26, no. 2More Like This
Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye
And clouds this lamp that lights my fevered brain
When I believe these pleasures satisfy
The deepest longings given selfish reign.
To see creation as a basic means
To satisfy the myriad of youthful lusts
Is instability, because it leans
On wants that crumble quickly into dust.
My hope is that I might not acquiesce
In chasing things shortsightedly pathetic,
But powered by the Spirit, try my best
To understand the lasting things majestic,
And make my mark, fulfill the ministry
That I was called to leave a legacy.