Arts

What if We Could

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believe in god, I meanreally believe, the way you believe in the personsitting next to you on the busso when he shifts positionsor spreads his…

On the Origin

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I find an old copy of Darwin’sOn the Origin of Speciesamong my father-in-law’sBibles and theology books,and my own laugh startles mein the empty house….

The Society

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Sister Lucia was on duty today which meant we could only play after we took careof the important affairs(worksheets, times tables, cursive tracing). So…

Capillos Ex Deo

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I am just shy of 30. My graying beard and balding head suggest otherwise. I won’t do a combover. Shave me naked. I’ll strut…

#1 Hit Song

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It’s time to write a hit song, and God is not happy.Why the loops? Why the endless repetition? he says,slamming the headphones down on…

Two Poems

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Father Joe     “Maybe the greatest miracle is memory” – Brian Doyle The holiest momentswere those curse words Father Joe muttered under his breath when some…

Homecoming

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Artist Statement When I think of my own “journey”, or Christian pilgrimage, I think of a longing for home, at once subtle and gentle,…