Christ in Post-Christian Culture
At ten, I slept on the couch for weeks,turned the TV low, watched imagesflash late into the night, and listened to infomercialsfor company and comfort after I spooked myselfwatching an X-Files episodeabout an abductee returned to his home.In the opening shot, he stood in a field,his arms stiff, his fingers and lips blue,his skin as …
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Long ago Long before the dawn of his youth Lived a boy, a young boy A boy who had a dream A childhood dream. He would lay at the forest glade And gaze, gaze in wonder At the peculiar workings of the earth. He would count all the birds of the sky Wander into the …
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This is a piece I wrote using the writing prompt, "The Neighborhood Has Seen Better Days." I’m twelve. Feels like I’ve been twelve forever. Time has been standing still this whole, hot steamy summer. There’s been plenty of chances to sit here on my steps and watch the cars whizz by. Oh, but the motorcycles. …
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Weekday mornings on Bald Eagle Street I waited for the bus. On winter days, I’d hide by the dryer vent at the side of our house, cupping warmth in woolen gloves, as inside mom washed socks and jeans and sheets. Saturdays I’d hide inside, close my eyes, lean back against the machine. My feet tucked …
All the words I wish your fingers could feel all the times I've wished you could know the silent sorrow lying stiff in my throat like cold and broken teeth. I wish you could hear the child that cries in my flesh and makes my bones ache. I wish you could speak to my fear. …
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My good friend David J. Bauman has been a poet for longer than I know. I had the privilege of working with him at the Priestley-Forsyth Memorial Library in Northumberland, PA for about a year before he took a position at the Plains Township Library. Seems I met David at the right time in my …
I grew up in Sunbury, PA back in the mid sixties early seventies. Just like most kinds, I often did odd jobs to raise a few dollars. I received an allowance, but I wanted to earn more. It is for this reason that I started a paper route. It went well until someone started stealing …
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