Book of Life
You step out into the mauve-dark morning and God is there, in a thick quilt of snow.It’s hard to name the calm: a few lights in porches, some chimney smoke, b...
You step out into the mauve-dark morning and God is there, in a thick quilt of snow.It’s hard to name the calm: a few lights in porches, some chimney smoke, b...
My friend, said, “Try to think in ways you’ve never thought before.”I said, “I am, who I am.” “I thought I was who I was,” he said, “then Ifound mould in my por...
I wanted to know what it was like before I wasconscious and before I had a mind to steer me toward ecstasy and smash me with mistakes and before I had memories ...
I’ve had mercy in places you wouldn’t believe, so much mercy that I sometimes get cocky about it. Like when one of those sand candles from the 70’s nearly...