Darryl WillisinScritturaThe Thirteenth YearTo call it fuliginous would not capture the blackness of this day. The thirteenth year is no different than the twelve preceding; the…1 min read·Nov 6, 2023--1--1
Darryl WillisinHallow LiteraryToo Old To CareTo say the old no longer care, oversimplifies. The smells, musty-sweet like death, linger in our clothes and we can’t help but feel…1 min read·Jul 23, 2023----
Darryl WillisinScritturaPlane PoemThirty-thousand feet: enough to clear the jagged Sierra Nevada — but not enough to rise above this ringing in my ears. I’ve learned some…1 min read·Jul 23, 2023--2--2
Darryl WillisinHallow Literarycontrolled burnwhen I was sixteen my brother and I managed to burn down twenty acres of pine in a day it was not our intent our controlled burn went out…1 min read·Jan 17, 2023--1--1
Darryl WillisThe Angels’ CandleSermon Manuscript for The Fourth Sunday of Advent (December 18, 2022)10 min read·Dec 21, 2022----
Darryl WillisinHallow LiteraryThe Angels’ CandleWhat a surprise to discover a shameless God, wholly other — who does the unthinkable, irresponsible, the foolish and impossible: to…2 min read·Dec 3, 2022----
Darryl WillisinLiterally LiteraryThey Only Come Out At NightThey only come out at night when libations pour and spirits dance across the tongue like fire raging on the steppes. Visions blur, sounds…1 min read·Sep 4, 2022--1--1
Darryl WillisinLiterally LiteraryV. LyutsiferovichIt was in the crimson dawn when the angel shed his wings; fell like lightening to the ground bringing death and mournful song. Flashing…1 min read·Jul 10, 2022----