Ventriloquist, a Short Story by R. Craig Sautter
“If there is no God, what is left?” he interrogated himself. He stood motionless in a warm, dry wind, felt himself falling into an eternity
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ReciproCity, Non-fiction by Angela Townsend
I tell myself that compassion is my calling, and God will gather my fallen stories. He has given me a mother and friends who care about...
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Even Jesus Asked Where God Was, a Poem by Renee Emerson*
Each week the technician presses the wand across my womb. I know better than to ask for interpretations, the half-heart still flickering,...
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Skytrain Serenade, a Poem by Ace Baker*
I’ve learned to keep my faith in place, and sing of streets, warm hands cupped around coffee, fresh memories steaming to the surface,...
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In Between and Far Away, an Essay by Katie Annarino
The large wall of windows on the fifth floor of the Stefanie Spielman Comprehensive Breast Center overlooks the corner of a congested...
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What’s In a Name, an Essay by Lynne Golodner
“You’ll feel different when you start using your Hebrew name,” Bayla said. We sat on the carpet as her children played, leaning against a...
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It's 9 am Sunday, a Poem by Jeff William Acosta
Written by Jeff William Acosta I. It's 9 am Sunday. Another day I am forced to wake up while I'm in the process of drowning my body in...
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