Zine by alaina.stocker

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									Move
                Somebody takes initiative to scoot plop and scoot
                Squeeze what’s left and shuffle it out of their minds
                Open embarassment starts to set
                Then jostles and heeds
                Give up
                No regret

Why             Shake out your head of open and shut
                Take in the poison and move




should
     we
    somewhere
As I slosh back and forth in the atmosphere
you grab me
and hold me                                                                     Bodies
and squeeze me
and snuggle
                                              that are breakingly beautiful.
And never ever let go

This
is what moving means to me.
Hurtling towards you.
What we want to avoid
is sitting
and shaking
and biting
and never
ever really letting go                        Having the power to affect change, make people
                                                  listen. What more of a miracle do you want?
                                                Love is the movement. A universal language,
                                                               and we’re all speaking fluently.
The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech;
night after night they display knowledge.
They have no speech, they use no words;
no sound is heard from them.
Yet their voice goes out into all the earth,
their words to the ends of the world.




                                                                         GET OUT
In the heavens he has pitched a tent for the sun,
which is like a bridegroom coming out of his chamber,
like a champion rejoicing to run his course.
It rises at one end of the heavens and makes its circuit to the other;
nothing is deprived of its warmth.
Psalm 19:1-6
                                    Finding glory in next to nothing
       The boy was stolen from his home by the young woman. He did not
   complain, because he lived in a big house that echoed when he cried.
   He had four years behind him in the world. The young woman brought
him a balloon and told him to tie it to his wrist and one day he would float
 away. They began to travel together along the roads made of dirt. They
     made caves in the trees to hide from the monsters. They ate fruit and
   leftovers from behind the stores. Every day, the young woman brought
       him a balloon and told him to tie it to his wrist and one day he would
   float away. On the twentieth day, the young woman came back to their
     hideout and the balloons were gone. She asked, angry, what the boy
  had done. He complained that they had cut into his wrist and given his          large cave in a small clearing of trees to hide
      arm pain. The young woman cried and stamped and stormed away.                   from the monsters and red and blue lights
       The boy made a cave in a tree to hide from being alone. The young             and angry voices and crunchy tire sounds.
woman came back early in the morning and found the boy slumped and                    On the hundredth day, the different young
     shivering. She woke him with the sound of rubber and colors smash-          man with the funny hair cut lifted the boy onto
  ing against each other. Twenty one balloons greeted his eyes and they             his shoulders and the boy held tightly to his
 walked away, strings secured tightly to a small brown backpack just the             brown backpack that lifted him up towards
  right size for the boy. The young woman told the boy he could still float        the sky. All of the young people walked with
    away one day. They travelled together along more roads made of dirt.         the boy to the end of a dirt road and stopped
  The boy walked lightly and easily and did not complain. On the fortieth          where grass began to grow. The boy looked             with wide eyes and flung
       day, the young woman took away the brown backpack and returned               ahead and saw nothing but the color black.             out their arms because
   with forty-one new balloons and a young man. The boy was confused,             The other young woman laughed and smiled              they couldn’t help it. The
 but he didn’t complain. The young man told jokes and skipped with him                 and pointed into the black. Colors began           young men and women
  over puddles. They made bigger caves in bigger trees to hide from the               to pop up all around the boy’s eyes. They          twirled them around and
monsters and red and blue lights. Every day, the young woman brought                  moved and bobbed and crushed together                  jumped and stamped
    him a balloon and told him to tie it to his brown backpack and one day            like the sound his balloons made when he                 and danced happily.
      he would float away. On the sixtieth day, the boy started crying. The     skipped. More balloons were out in the black,            They came together and
   young man asked him what was wrong and the boy said he missed his             and light began to come out so he could see.                 joined hands and the
    family. He missed his swing and friends who ran with him. The young         There were hundreds of colors and thousands               young man told the boy
      man pulled out the rope he used for making their caves. He tied it to     of balloons and now he could see the people.                to hold onto his brown
      a tall branch and showed the boy how to swing from it and jump into         The young woman started to run forward into               backpack tightly. The
     the blue water. The young woman left and returned the next day with                a clearing of grass and colors and joined              balloons pulled even
sixty-one new colorful balloons and another young woman. The boy was               hands with different young women and men.              harder now and the boy
   confused, but other young woman had a sweet smile. He walked even             There were more boys with balloons and girls              struggled to keep hold.
      more lightly and did not complain. They made even bigger caves in          too. Some were babies and some were older                   The boys and girls all
 even bigger trees to hide from the monsters and red and blue lights and            than the boy, with skinny dangling legs and         looked around wildly and
     angry voices. On the eightieth day, the young woman and the young                hair that fell in their faces. They all rode in       saw themselves lifting
 man left the boy with the other young woman. They came back the next               the arms or on the shoulders of young men                from the ground. The
     day with eighty-one balloons and three different young men. The boy             or women and they each had one hundred                 young woman took his
     was confused, but one different young man had a funny hair cut, one           balloons. Some had backpacks like the boy            right hand and the young
  could do cartwheels and back flips, and one showed him a magic trick.          and some carried them all on their wrists and              man took his left hand.
He skipped very lightly and wondered why they all went off to have older         some had them tied around their stomachs or              He looked up in amaze-
   people meetings. The young woman would hug him and kiss his head               pinned onto their shirts. The young men and               ment as he and all the
and give him paper and a marker to write with while they were gone. He             women celebrated and ran together into the                young people floated
  drew a horse with three tails and didn’t complain. They all made a very       clearing. The confused boys and girls smiled                away towards the sky.
How do    you live
and wa    lk and
breathe   all at
the sam   e time?
                 I own the one who needs to be me.
                 Given everything and prepared for war.
                 Suited up and left rusting for a fee.
                 Twenty an hour to rot on the floor.

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                                                            Change or move or not but
                                                            don’t let me be lukewarm
                                                              Change or move or not but
                                                              don’t let me be lukewarm
                                                               Change or move or not but
                                                               don’t let me be lukewarm
                                                                  Change or move or not but
                                                                  don’t let me be lukewarm
Change or move or not but
don’t let me be lukewarm
 Change or move or not but
 don’t let me be lukewarm
  Change or move or not but
  don’t let me be lukewarm
   Change or move or not but
   don’t let me be lukewarm
               Change or move or not but
               don’t let me be lukewarm
             Change or move or not but
             don’t let me be lukewarm
            Change or move or not but
            don’t let me be lukewarm
           Change or move or not but
           don’t let me be lukewarm
                                                                       Change or move or not but
                                                                       don’t let me be lukewarm
                                                                       Change or move or not but
                                                                       don’t let me be lukewarm
                                                                      Change or move or not but
                                                                      don’t let me be lukewarm
                                                                    Change or move or not but
                                                                    don’t let me be lukewarm
                                Change or move or not but
                                don’t let me be lukewarm
                              Change or move or not but
                              don’t let me be lukewarm
                             Change or move or not but
                             don’t let me be lukewarm
                                             Deliver me, O Jesus
                                             From the desire of being esteemed
                                             From the desire of being loved
                                             From the desire of being honored
                                             From the desire of being praised
                                             From the desire of being preferred
                                             From the desire of being consulted
                                             From the desire of being approved
                                             From the desire of being popular




                                                                 From the fear of being suspected
                                                                 From the fear of being treated unfairly
                                                                 From the fear of being wronged
                                                                 From the fear of being forgotten
                                                                 From the fear of being slandered
                                                                 From the fear of being rebuked
                                                                 From the fear of being despised
Catch me and pull me out of my m i
                                     n                           From the fear of being humiliated
                                                                 Deliver me, O Jesus
                                         d
       self help
Where have YOU gone?
Where have you gone to?
Why have you gone?
Why have you gone there?

 Where is your home?
 Who is at your home?
 How do you get home?
 Do you like your home?


What makes up your life?
Move
  faster

								
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