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Free Castles

One would think rights bequeathed by the Omnipotent Ruler of the Universe would be impervious to puny, mortal attack.

Onward and Upward

The laughter flowed freely, as if the devastation of the last few days had dammed it up until it burst from us all at once.

Haunting

I don’t believe in ghosts. I do believe that wicked work cannot be hidden.

De-Centering Prayer

I’ve peed behind dumpsters, on beaches, in alleys, gardens, parking lots, yards—and yet I was here, in this bathroom, I-can-pee-anywhere-ing in a space created for people who can’t.

The Disappearing Barber

Herb has long since retired. Where his barber pole once hung there’s now an upscale Vietnamese joint that does light lunches and dinners.

Heat

It’s too hot to move.

Behold the Pine Cone

Behold the Pine Cone

by | Apr 21, 2019 | 0 comments

Fire is a dirty thing. Petulant, wild, prone to fits.

This Old House: Things I Learned Time Traveling

This Old House: Things I Learned Time Traveling

It is in the repetitive ritual of opening and closing the house each day—unrolling the broken shade by hand, wrestling with the deadbolt on the warped front door, seeing age—that I find inexplicable revelations.

This is Wrong: Teaching in the Age of School Shootings

This is Wrong: Teaching in the Age of School Shootings

Saint John once wrote that perfect love casts out fear. I beg to differ.

Can You Keep a Secret?

Can You Keep a Secret?

I can still remember the first time I lied to my parents. I was seven years old and was obsessed with Indiana Jones.

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