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Rain falls, washing the leaves of April. A lone train blows by, rattling my windows like a tambourine. A single church bell rings. There I sat in my apartment, wishing the sadness away, looking to something worth risking...

I was driving a deserted road. Trees leaned over both sides of the pavement. Daylight was fading. I needed a place to sleep. I was asleep dreaming this road and a building appeared. A dimly lit sign read Percy’s Rest and...

We now take you to this evening’s debate between Celsius, who prefers to be known as Cel, and Fahrenheit. Her friends call her Fahr. The two are the most common measures of temperature, but they agree on very little. On the hot...

I turn onto Schooners Drive. A few blocks in, I see black smoke billowing across the road, not down low where it might impede traffic, but high like a black cloud hoping no one will notice, and it looks like no one does. Drivers...

When I wonder whether anyone will ever touch me again, I decide to want. When I think that my heart is ruined and love will never come again, I decide to know. How did I come to feel your kindness, and know your heart when we’ve...

You would be real and I would disappear softly as the dew on an autumn morning. If we met, you would shine and I would fade like the high clouds on a summer’s day. If we met, your heart would pound like a steady drum in the...

(from The Book of Lu) 1. Found you by accident 2. Reached towards you 3. You smiled back 4. Delighted in you 5. Wasn’t ready for you and hid myself 6. Disappointed you 7. Made you angry 8. Left you alone to think 9. You...

It took years and years for someone to finally figure out the answer. Obvious, if you thought a moment but mortals don’t think, why they wage so many wars: if they can’t solve a riddle in the blink of a wolf’s eye, they toss...

Our flames do the work of your deity, who created us so you’d have to choose between good and evil: to His disappointment, you choose evil far too often. But we’re the ones blamed as the “enemy,” like the lies spewed by the last...

We’re celebrated as pure, like the Virgin, though half of us are males and love the filthy thrusting as much as any creature, maybe more, since our time in Arthur’s kingdom is almost done, our numbers dwindling like leaves...