The title comes from a song by Over the Rhine. I appreciate the sentiment. I like the idea […]
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Naked, why could she feel that now? The distance stripped protection and calm from the surface of body. […]
Grit between his teeth. Dry overcoming his mouth and his cheek. Slowly sucking all of the moisture out […]
Wow, we are disgusted by that woman in the garden. Can you imagine what life would be like […]
Because these wings are no longer wings to flyBut merely vans to beat the airThe air which is […]
Everybody likes a good villain. Whether you are watching your favorite superhero defeat his archenemies, or waging a […]
“The only difference between Doctors and Mechanics is one washes their hands before they go to the bathroom, […]
Who has woe? Who has sorrow? Who has strife? Who has complaining? Who has wounds without cause? Who […]
Knowledge will set you free. So, we believe. Our jobs, our relationships, our future, our faith, if we […]
I will never be a good salesman. I remember when I was young, maybe toward the end of middle school or the beginning of high school, I used to go out a few times to sell newspaper subscriptions for the paper I delivered. There is very little that seems more awkward to me than trying to sell something, being declined, and continuing to meet objections with answers. Needless to say, I suspect that the only subscriptions I sold were to those who were already inclined to buy them.