In a brightly lit corner of Trumbull’s basement, between the pool table and the buttery, a little modernized slice of...
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. (John 1:1) Last...
Hi this is terrible of me! There are factors involved which could be in my control but I’ve chosen to...
This morning I drew, as the bath ran, my long body into shadow, feeling my self delicious, as if laughter...
The flames devoured hillsides, exhaling conical smoke lines like the growing plumes of an old steam locomotive. Northbound winds rose...
1. I wish we still took pictures of our hands and feet in the early mornings. Roused from sleep to...
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