fringe benefits

[it was hard to return to the real world after the mission, especially with the Fringe! TFWRA!]

fringe benefits

its not so bad being back here
where my skeletons and shadows are embraced
but frankly
i miss them
i ache for the intrigue
the hilarity of life with the fringe
everyone smiles and congratulates me
on coming back
but they just dont know
how short of a time
2 cell phones run out of power
when you are clammering
to re-live a time
with fringe benefits

Mission Call Coming for a Nervous Mormon Girl

[As you might guess, this was written back before I served a full-time mission for my church, when I was waiting, anxiously, to get my "call" (assignment)]

Mission Call Coming for a Nervous Mormon Girl

In the cave,
with a resolute
but ignored,
old soldier
in his faded red uniform
standing by,
there is a large white summon.
It asks me to go where I have never been
for God.
And if it is God who hands me this call,
how could I not clutch it to my chest and shout in jubilation?
And leap up my stairs,
throwing white paper like confetti?
And sing and tell the world that I will follow God?
But it is sealed with a very sticky glue,
and my hands tremble,
though they are scoffed and called cowards
by the old red sentry.