The Umbrella by the Door (2008) The man kept an umbrella by the door. It had a heavy wooden handle and a deep green canopy. It was a constant companion … Continue reading
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I tumble into the car on a frosty morning, tired and stressed and in the throes of writing an essay that is already late. And the water on my windshield … Continue reading
At the vigil Mass for Mary, Mother of God, I took communion, sat, and closed my eyes. I rested in the sound of many shuffling steps and bulky coats, a pile … Continue reading
It’s 3 a.m. and there is a sliver of a moon outside. It is so quiet. I’ve taken to enjoying moments like this since I read an article titled “The … Continue reading
In order to walk to class, I tumble through a tangled garden path and descend the hill behind our house. The landscape is neglected and precarious, but I have mastered … Continue reading