I stopped writing poetry for years Because why bother if no one cares?I write to communicate something Not to have a dusty pamphlet rotting in the basement
Bishops, Biden, and Brokenness in the Church
Ok, it’s time. I have been simultaneously working towards this and dreading it. The obligatory Biden and the Bishops post. Backstory: If you haven’t been consumed by the media on this, here’s the story: The USCCB, or US Conference of Catholic Bishops, voted last week on whether or not to draft a document on the... Continue Reading →
A Letter to the Hurting Jan 20, 2021
Hey, I know it’s been a hard day. I don't have the right words to say, but I want to say something. I'm here. I care. I hear you. I know that when the celebrities talk about "purple people" and "olive branches" it doesn't feel sincere to you because you are afraid that it is... Continue Reading →
He Didn’t Have to Die
Ok *deep breath* This post is gonna make you mad. If you believe me, you will be mad about what I’m about to say. If you don’t, you will be mad that I said it, but I’m sorry, now that I know it, I can’t not say it. Disclaimer: I do not hate policemen, but... Continue Reading →
Year in Review 2020: Peace be with You
I could not bring myself to do my review of 2020 until today. Something in me was too afraid of what I would see or wouldn’t see. A little while ago I looked back and I saw a letter I wrote at the beginning of the year and I begged God for peace and justice... Continue Reading →
Rachel Weeping in the Wilderness and Grief at Christmastime
There is a part of the nativity story that gives me chills every time I read it. It’s today’s gospel reading, Matthew 2:13-18: When the magi had departed, behold,the angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream and said,“Rise, take the child and his mother, flee to Egypt,and stay there until I tell... Continue Reading →
A Letter to the Broken-Hearted this Year: My Song
Hey Friend, This week has been weighing so heavy on my heart. I have received incredible blessings this Christmas, but 2020 has been hard, and I have worked hard, and I am soul tired. More importantly, though, what has been weighing on me most is that there are people on the streets this Christmas, and... Continue Reading →
How an Angry Christian Opened my Eyes to Why we Fight: November 3
One morning a few weeks ago, I had an interaction that opened my eyes. This conversation happened on a Facebook post I posted suggesting people pray for President Trump after he got the Coronavirus. I was terrified by some of the cruelty that came back, not towards me but at him. I realized maybe I... Continue Reading →
#Throughfire
As Quarantine began, the community led by Catholic Creatives exploded with innovators inspired to help others through their struggles. We faced our own giants of fear and trepidation, but something in us drove us to community and fellowship. My desire was to fill social media with art to help with the constant deluge of news... Continue Reading →
For the Jen Fulweiler’s of the Quarantine
Dear Jen Fulweiler’s of the Quarantine, You all requested that if we are living our best life in quarantine you need us to lie, because you are struggling. Here’s some truth, I’m not doing well. Not today. I was living my best life in quarantine, but the end of it is coming and I am... Continue Reading →
SUZANNA GORETTI 