I rarely begin with a title of a blog or chapter. Sometimes I actually despise the entire concept of titles. One reason is that titles have always forced me into an uncomfortable and critical frenzy. Trying to come up with the most clever pun that is foreshadowing but not revealing. A few string of words [...]
I haven’t written a poem in a lot of years…
Think. Dream. Speak. Repeat. Write. Talk. Press Record. Repeat. Listen. Breathe. Listen. Breathe more. Brainstorm. Sink. Rise. Fall to the floor. Chaotic Order Its Place Out Create or Impersonate Where is the button to pause it all? Anxiety. Depression. Dark Storm. Streams. So maybe I can one day Soar. Ache. Shake. Til we can see [...]
That One Time I Almost Died
The title of this post says it all. I know that I do not write very often anymore, and I hope if you are reading this that you can still trust my words. Either way I have a story to share. One where the storm still rages on. I am actually afraid to type out [...]
Amongst the Trees
Tonight there is much on my mind. And I am trying to silence all the worries and "what if's". I am finding my mind to be cluttered. Like a garage that has seen too many good years and too few yard sales. I am trying to focus on an image I have midst the mess. [...]
Today, Tomorrow and the Next Day
My family's circumstance caved in a little more today. Our stability shook a bit again. But God is good. Still good. Today, tomorrow and every day thereafter. I do not have an entire blog to write about this, but I have the burning need to profess God's provision midst the depths of need. Tragedy, trauma [...]
Title
Today I am tired and I am in pain, but I am determined to write. I am determined to create something good. I am determined to be the king of my mood. So here is my first attempt at poetry in years: I am crushed, but I am not dust I am tossed aside but [...]
Circumstances
Let your passion and purpose break free and scream a wild and beautiful frantic war cry...
Stormy Weather
Life is hard. Life is hardening. I have been learning a lot, more than I would like, over the last few years about life. I have been experiencing its terrors, and it's turmoil, more than it's joy or excitement. It's not that I haven't had good times and it's not that I have been in [...]
Nashville in the Rearview Mirror
The sad thing is because of the route we took I never got to have my moment looking in the rearview mirror to see the Nashville skyline shrink into the distance. As my wife likes to say "Matt is always the Romantic". Which is incredibly accurate, for those who have studied literature or history, [...]
Is Joy a Choice?
This morning was one of those "can I sleep until 3 minutes before I need to be in the office" type of mornings. I had to wrestle myself out of bed and I was super not happy getting ready. The most I could muster up to greet my wife was a New Jersey head-nod. Which [...]
Matt Curcio 