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Ash Wednesday
This life of separateness may be compared to a dream, a phantasm, a bubble, a shadow, a drop of dew, a flash of lightning. — The...

D. R. James
Aug 152 min read


The Silence of Mars
It is the silence of Mars that makes it so alien. Not the stuffy recycled air, nor the reddish sky that tints everything in shades of...

Josephine G Cambridge
Aug 154 min read


When the Angel Wept
He came to me, like an old friend. He came to me, like a lover. He came to me, looking for help. Three nights. Endless days. Somewhere...

Adrian Weston
Aug 151 min read


The Unanticipated Guest
Last night I saw Jesus in the basilica a face familiar but unlike what art or statues show. Yet clear as day a strong nose, parted...

Royal Rhodes
Aug 151 min read


Spider Is a Queen
She climbed into my mouth and  made a pocket, paper thin, shallow as the envelope at the  back of your books I held her like an idol ...

Amanda Mitzel
Aug 152 min read


The Head Within
I woke with two heads. It’s happened before, though long ago. I sat at the edge of my bed. A sad affair of sticks and wooden branches...

Arthur Davis
Aug 158 min read


Coil
Figured I had time left; Doesn’t everyone, it seems. Thought I could be deliberate. Consider options, at least. Then they gave me the...

Bart Edelman
Aug 151 min read


Ceremony
The tent flap opens and it’s her mother. Draped in elegant blue fabrics, adorned in white gold and garnets, her steps are tight and quick...

Jimmy Gardner
Aug 1510 min read


Zodiac
The alphabet is not enough to convey the complexity of a mind. Rounded subtleties express ennui where there should be evocations ...

John Wise
Aug 152 min read


I Am No Stranger to Fragmentation, My Love
̶ Jessica Nirvana Ram Like the Madonna in stained glass, I too allowed myself to be broken into blue fractals. I segmented my fingers...

Alex Carrigan
Aug 151 min read


Mom, my own religion #5
I’m sorry for asking questions a mother isn’t made to answer —spirit or otherwise. So many times I addressed you, Why won’t you let me...

Bea Morrow
Aug 151 min read


Lock All Doors and Windows
It was a nightmare. My four-year-old self nervously paced the dining room floor. I frequently returned to the windowsill for another...

T. L. Fuller
Aug 159 min read


Dying Breed
Ancient trees are a dying breed. They are a dying breed because they are steadily going out of existence, yes—but, more than that,...

Louis Frank
Aug 152 min read


How to Mourn an Unborn Future
First, dig a hole no deeper than memory, beneath stones that shudder through flames. Whisper its dirge or invite its misery, and press...

Adrian Weston
Aug 151 min read


Riding the Hellevator
As Aeneus carried Anchises out of burning Troy towards the stars and away from crisis, their creator cradles you, old boy, from the...

John Wise
Aug 151 min read
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