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On the making of saints

Why do people take it as a good heavenly sign when a body doesn’t decay thoroughly? Why do they think this person must be holy, must be a saint? 20 more words



I have to be honest. I don’t really like it, but I think itš important to create bad stuff so that I can remember this and learn from it. 646 more words

Of Styx, and Stones

Of Styx, and Stones

It stings
When you tear away from me
Rips my flesh apart
To the bone
And I weather
Erode away
It crumbles,
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Chris Kuzneski: The Forbidden Tomb (Review)

Chris Kuzneski

 (1969 - )

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Chris Kuzneski attended the University of Pittsburgh, where he played football, wrote for three newspapers, and passed most of his classes. 663 more words

Historical Fiction

Stones are the #poetry of experience

Today is Poem in Your Pocket Day. So what’s in my pocket? “A Stone,” a poem I’ve been working on since last summer.

A single stone can seem at once to be just itself while also being the story of its place. 281 more words

Birthdays No More

Birthdays of friends and family members seem to be indelibly marked within my brain. The birthdays of childhood friends who I haven’t seen in 40 years-when the date of their birthday arrives, I can’t help but think to myself, it’s so and so’s birthday. 188 more words


Sandile part 1

“Sit down my boy.” Sandile’s uncle pointed to the chair across from him at the dining room table. “I am sorry to be the one to tell you this but your father passed away namhlanj’ emini.” Sandile’s uncle looked down at his hands. 889 more words

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