#reverb15, day 1: In her seventh ever blog post, all the way back in March 2003(!), the inimitable Andrea Scher wrote: “Maybe lists are like prayers.”

What sorts of lists do you have on the go at the moment? What do they suggest you are praying for?

Lists. Fucking lists.
Forgotten on tables and stuffed in my bags.
Every one of them the same, reminding me of what I’ve not yet done.
Go here go there. Be this do that
Call her, text him
Apologize

Lists. Fucking lists.
Like cobwebs in my brain and sand on my lips
Every one of them the same, reminding me of what I’ve not yet seen.
Drink here eat there
Witness light, embrace dark
Wander

Lists. Fucking lists.
The bones of my days and thief of my sleep.
Every one of them the same, reminding me of what I’ve not yet become.
Write this write that
Hug her, kiss him
Ask

Lists.
Fucking lists.

I’m thankful to Kat McNally for leading #reverb15. If you’re unfamiliar with the phenomenon that is #reverb, you can read about it at Kat’s place. I plan to participate as much as possible this year, and I’m excited to see Kat’s prompts pop up in my inbox each day. It’s never too late to join, if you’re so inclined.