Ascent

…climbing toward God

And the really frightening moments 

Are not when galactic distances

Divide us

But when we seem

On the very verge 

Of that impossible threshold 

When we find ourselves 

Just one rung beneath

Fearing failure, not judgement–

Our inability to do what we can

And therefore should

The desperate exhaustion of it 

All

Closer and closer to the point of

Collapse.

“Child, where are you going?”

Published by Stephanie Agnes-Crockett

Hi, there! My name is Stephanie and I’m a Fresno, CA native. After studying at Biola University, I received my MLIS (Masters in Library Science) from San Jose State University. I live with my mom, poet Kimberly Vargas Agnese, and serve as her unofficial agent. We reside at MeadowArc, a food forest in its infancy. I am called to, and passionate about, purity. In fact, the name Agnes means “pure.” Before I was born, my mom felt led to include the name Agnes in her name, and in the names of her children. My full, hyphenated name includes 26 letters (but not the whole alphabet).

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