In honor of Carson McCullers’ birthday:
I could be difficult
like Carson McCullers.
I could drink too much
have wild fantasies about what the next exciting trip
believe that I deserved to be loved and doted on
love inordinately but badly
treat those around me with indifference
All because of genius—charge it to that tab.
Or I could love the beauty of her world
could live within it
and appreciate the wounds which birthed it.
I want to bless the longings of Carson McCullers
to form a life that stays close to them
to offer them up as a sacrifice
wholly acceptable to the God
who waits at the end of desperate desire.
She is worthy of all the difficult people
who seek Her.