By U.S. State
Like he says,”What’s the worst thing that could happen?”
And for a moment I thought, “Ah, maybe the car has healed itself,” before remembering that only living things can heal themselves and that my car, although I sometimes talk to it as if it were a person, is not a living thing.
It was a bit like walking into a friend’s home to find they’d unexpectedly moved out, leaving empty shelves, bare walls, and rooms with no furniture.
Lurking the rocky bottom, deep in the black abyss of Bear Lake, the walleye patrols his kingdom
Stop littering! Stop using hollow cardboard words!
It is not uncommon for readers at this stage to lash out at others; example behaviors include a savage Twitter mention and/or telling the librarian who recommended the book that he should “seek a new career path.”
“Grand Canyon? More like Bland Canyon.”
You’ll find mid-budget Dad-tier sci-fi films you forgot about, and you’ll come across Chinese war movies that you’ve never heard of; there’s something for everyone here.
I had only seen these cookies served on Delta flights, so my first thought was wondering how she had smuggled them off the plane
For me, friendship has hardly been that simple.
Discipline is cool. A fascination with violence is not.
I found myself nodding along with the explanations about heat exchangers and chuckling at the jokes about battery-free plumb bobs.
Their poems a problem to be intimidated by, and then picked apart, and then finally, exhaustingly brute-forced into yet another five-paragraph essay.
The show is a necessary skewering of how easy it can be for an earnest Christian community to be infiltrated by something monstrous.
To my surprise, my first thought was, “Ha! Little does she know that gays walk among us.”
Whenever I enter a museum, I rediscover rhythms that I haven’t used since my last trip to Adventureland for nerds.
But I drove home after the interviews like a little sparrow. I was excited to get my hands in the dirt of the world, gracefully or not.
Where was the magic in saltines and Gatorade for dinner, in spiking fevers and loneliness? Where was the magic in canceled flights and missed wedding celebrations?
We are perched side by side on an upper landing in this barn, floating in the resonant space of music we have never heard so close, have never heard unmediated, have never heard in four-part harmony.
You get the lumber laid on you, you get a face wash, you end up in a yard sale—you keep playing.
There’s no escaping a year; we’re in it for the whole, well, year.
What if our words were less like swords (sharpened, polished) and more like textiles—equally demanding to make, but designed to warm rather than to wound?
It asks the question: why must beautiful and capable children be constrained by the law of incompetent guardians?
Grief docks in your life like a sail in a harbor.
If I lived alone, my apartment would probably look destitute.
Both spaces have shown me the need for traditions that bring us back to joy, especially when the night is dark and the howling, frigid wind finds its way through every single-paned window and every batten board of the barn.
Twin bed with ancient plastic tubs holding who knows what underneath (1)
Ancient plastic tubs holding who knows what (3)
James Bond never would have been allowed to look like this, depressed and wallowing in his pain.
Most of the time, we’re just readers with admin permissions.
There’s a reason New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day are holidays.
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