“I hope you know how that man feels about you.” he said, nearly a hush in his voice, not like the sort of hush one uses when trying not to be overheard, but more like the almost involuntary change in a man’s intonation when he is suddenly more […]
Spiraling cross heavenly realms, a droplet called hope dances along songs of winged ones, gliding ore oceanic wonder and chaos – rife with creatures of shine, of strange, of in unison, they catch onto hope’s fine, unyielding vibration, penetrating air, sea, and depths upon depths of what would […]
Theatre’s dark with the absence of fathers save me, gripped by a small hand, anxious. These are moments, variously overlooked, when boys learn to become men or learn fear for Dad’s stubbornly fulfilling some cursed prophecy never written, nor truly spoken On ashes he weeps oer the eerie […]
“The same question burns in the heart of every boy…” John Eldredge It had been a long day of learning, of running, stooping, and falling. It was hot, and the man was exhausted, but he was alive with the primordial sensations that come to surface in most every […]
They offered happiness, fueled by approval of men, the temporary nod, the golden wink, the momentary reach in my direction, barely complete, the “Atta boy” before shoving me into the next glorious trial, impossible goal of hoping your vanishing prizes may transform someday into permanence, into the eternal […]
Rummaging, clawing through contents at the bottom of a flimsy sports bag, searching for cold metal, too impatient and too hurting to find another place, Drew glanced at the small green structure before him. One more quarter would buy him fifteen minutes in that smelly green sanctuary, but […]
He was on the bus, and he – no, he was driving the bus – Never driven a bus before – down Market Street, and everybody on the bus was shouting at him because he kept blowing past the stops Have no idea where I’m going. And nothing […]
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