Laura approached the Duane house cautiously, like a burglar, trying to silence her footsteps on the hard, crunchy snow covering the concrete walkway. The house was small, with a shingled hip roof and rusty gutters that ran next to the porch and bounced against the wooden railing after each of Laura’s footsteps. She knocked twice and Mrs. Duane opened the door and ushered her into the foyer. Read on…
and still the wars rage on
and still the dying mock
the love of god Read on…
It was seven forty-five in the neighborhood, in the Jackson household. It was also Sunday in the neighborhood, in the Jackson household. Witnesses were coming in fifteen minutes–at eight o’clock. Witnesses were coming for the neighborhood. Witnesses were coming for the Jackson household. Witnesses came every Sunday–no exceptions. The Jackson family sat around a card table. Shirley Jackson was a mother. Shirley Jackson was a woman. She cooked, cleaned and tended to her husband and children. She also worked part-time … Read on…
if i was a superhero
i would be called the originator
i would defend the world against
pseudo-science and plagiarism Read on…
She appeared from nowhere, literally. I was drinking by myself in the snug of the King’s Head public house when she appeared on the bar stool beside me, and from that moment something inside me changed forever. Read on…
The religious argument that says it is their God that shows us all the right and wrong ways to act has always seemed full of holes to me. I have seen many of these bubbles pricked in the past on this site, but I am worried by another one, which has a long philosophical history. Of course, it may be just me… Read on…
alone in an ocean of empty space
spellbound by the shadowplay Read on…
I do not want to sign up
to join their clubs,
fraternities,
political parties,
AA meetings,
bible studies,
or writing circles. Read on…
there are those born here on earth
who daily rise above the muck
climb a ladder to the sky Read on…
It is hard for an atheist to know what to say when reviewing a book like A House for Hope; The Promise of Progressive Religion for the Twenty-first Century. Its authors, John A. Buehrens and Rebecca Ann Parker, are deeply religious and their book’s intent would appear to be devotional and inspirational. It presents no creative, original, or intellectual premise that is developed and for which a conclusion is reached. Read on…