glimpses shared by our authors
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I try not to think of God and Heaven too much. Even when I read the Holy Book I try to pay no attention to the words on the pages. ... read more -
i'm a lion, sleeping in the sunshine lion lies down, lion lies down honey in the hollows, and the contours of the body. a sluggish golden river, a sickly golden ... read more -
bell rings. They'll find us soon. You pull back as reluctantly as I let you go. You press your forehead against mine, our ragged breathing melding together. Our arms tighten ... read more -
"A-are you Death?" The question comes out in a series of stutters and chattering teeth. It's surprising that he makes the assumption so quickly - not many catch on that ... read more -
Time moves strangely for one such as me - who has experienced it for far, far too long. Getting from the bank underneath the looming bridge to a quaint cafe ... read more -
We are privileged to have spent an entire semester examining the bodies of our donors. We have sliced them open, flayed skin from muscle and muscle from bone; we have ... read more -
"I understand you have an explanation for me?" On one side of the room, a man was sitting at a dining room table, eyes wide with fear. Opposite this scene, ... read more -
The guard led the way in the confident manner of a man who is afraid of nothing. The corpral followed in his wake, like a jackal follows a lion, afraid ... read more -
My purpose for living is you. Your spirit manifests itself in my anatomy. However, my external appearance is not in conjunction with my internal method of thinking; thus, My purpose ... read more -
Dear Seth, 2010 December 4 I got both of your letters. I have to admit I was expecting to hear from you. The content of your previous two letters came ... read more
