Monthly Archives: September 2013

The Sickness and the Madness

“You have the plague,” they said, “But do not worry, so does the whole damn world. It will start with disturbance in the stomach, after will come heat in the face, Then the madness.” They stopped here to check a … Continue reading

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The Violin

My violin has two strings, hope and uncertainty. To play the one is to fill the room with vibrant life but then it echoes funny in the corners and comes back wrong. The other has no bright energy but low, … Continue reading

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Your Cyrenian

Take up your cross — words which echo into each and every generation — and follow me. How does he take up his cross? Not alone, not even in the weight. For there was a man named Simon, a Cyrenian, … Continue reading

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