I finally read that book you gave me. The one you handed me that afternoon, in the park, the one I dropped and got dirt in the pages. I’m sorry I dropped it, that was a stupid thing to do, and I didn’t mean to and I wish I could undo it but I can’t.

I had only taken one step out of the pawnshop when the man on the street, hugging bagpipes like a bunch of ripe bananas, tapped me on the shoulder and asked if I’d found god. I’m not sure, I said, and, Could you describe him please?

by Purun Cheong
The Cathedral Basilica of the National Shrine of St. John of Chutreaux, (commonly known as the Glass Cathedral), a massive non-denominational cathedral located in Chutreaux, is considered the finest example of postmodern-Gothic fusion in architecture.

by Eric Karpas

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The spider struggled silently to construct its web between the rotting oak of the porch floor and the sagging cloth of the dusty hammock.

by Joy Henry

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“We’ve been vacationing at this beach since Grace was a tiny one, staying at this hotel,” Dad says, to my boyfriend John.