I was telling Ruby, one of my new-ish friends, about Mildred, one of my first friends in this town. Mildred recruited me into the club of which Ruby and I are members, which is what brought Mildred into the conversation. Mildred was my best friend…

Appropriate for a Sunday. SPIRIT OF INQUIRY If God is ineffable unknowable transcendent sublime and we are forbidden to follow false gods then why do we tear selected bits from sacred books, soak them in other people’s blood, form self-portraits around our guilty fists and…

I can’t remember if I ever posted this before, but it seems appropriate in this season. I don’t write a lot of poetry, and most of it is pretty silly. Sometimes not. Autumn Villanelle by Marian Allen The blooms that fade beneath the frost were…

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