aberdeen livingstone

Aberdeen Livingstone is studying Religious and Theological Studies at The King’s College in NYC. She loves good books, good movies, traveling, the Yankees, and her family (in no specific order). Growing up as a military kid, she calls many places home but feels most herself at the ocean or in deep conversations. She is passionate about how faith intersects with all areas of life, from art to science to daily chores, and loves to muse about them in various forms of writing.

reaching out (to bridge an ocean)

When I reach out for you
The first fumbling stretch,
The tiniest twitch of a finger
As if to bridge a vast ocean
Or pierce the atmosphere and extend into the cosmos,
Like it would take light years just to reach your outer rim— 

What a surprise to make that minuscule move 

And brush against you,
My trembling fingertips against your scarred palm,
You, right here,
Your hand stretched out to me since the day it formed me, 

Your arm, the bridge over the endless void between us, 

Shrinking space like an inverse red shift
To carry me home to your heart
Less than one breath away—
You, always the first to reach out for me 

Read Aberdeen’s work and more in Solum Journal Volume II.