APRIL 16, 2020 The yellow house has red trim and large windows facing the street. From the view at the end of …
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Father Dominic hears confessions on Tuesdays and Thursdays between five and five-thirty. At the same time, a rosary devotion lead by a …
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SORORITY GIRL The shrill screams and shrieks of delight permeated the air of the room as we all opened the small envelopes …
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Knowing Death Dear One, And what of death, you ask? There is too much of it now, you say. I know …
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Starry, Starry Night If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it really is: infinite. –William Blake …
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The End Of Every Beast The end of every beast is a rhyme and a patch of newly uncovered earth, a …
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Afterwards I didn’t want the tube of toothpaste Victor and I shared to end. At the last, he was too weak to …
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Strutting Hog The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. -Bob Dylan You are alive to the moment—nothing more. …
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JOHNNY SEVEN The two of them slid downhill through the briars in back of the house. There’d been a drought that summer, …
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IF AUDUBON STUDIED FATHERS For almost all of his forty-five years, since he learned to write at age four, Jeff filled notebooks …