From June 4th to June 13th my family piled into a rental car and drove through eleven states straight down the middle of the country. These are our tales.
All in Some Sense
Poem: An Occurrence
For some the world will completely stop; for others it will go on normally.
Poem: The Harvest
“…even in our sleep pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart, and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God.”
Poem: The Chatty Man
For anyone who has ever found themselves marooned in a conversation.
Poem: The Choice
There are two ways you can play this, and each says a lot about you.
Poem: The Speaker Man
The Speaker Man puff out his chest. His quotes are stock, all memorized.
Poem: Natural Man
I’m not afraid of hellfire anymore…
Poem: Everything I Know About Death
It’s a swift kick in the nuts — except when it’s a slow kick …
Poem: The Second Coming
Looking for Jesus? Beware: he’s sneaky. Read on.
Poem: The Radio Man
His trade is confidence and sound effects. He’s the Radio Man.
Short Story: Lark
Tap. Tap. Tap. Pastor Sullivan, lost in a comfortably worn chair and a book, looked up and cast his eyes around the room, but he was otherwise perfectly still. Not even a breath. The noise had been so faint—if there had been a noise at all—it would’ve been lost if he made any sound…
Short Story: "Cow"
Marvin was a cosmopolitan bull, a bovine of refinement. Colloquially, most would call him a “cow.” He was born and raised outside of Muncie, Indiana, where his father instilled in him a farmer’s work ethic and an obligatory love for basketball…