Size and Shape

“Oh, how I wish I could shut up like a telescope!  I think I could, if I only knew how to begin.”  For you see, so many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that few things indeed were really impossible. I felt a push and pull, of claustrophobia and agoraphobia.  […]

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Roots

For eight years, I didn’t sleep in the same bed more than four nights in a row.  The only thing worse than your parents having joint custody is every other kind of scheme they could try.  Joint custody is capitalism for kids of divorce.  Still bad, but the best we’ve some up with.  Apologies to […]

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Harvest

Anything can be dangerous. Four months ago, I walked from the monastery to downtown Atchison.  I had been cloistered for three days.  Everything I read, and almost everything I saw and heard, was spiritual in aim.  I thought I’d better put myself back in the real world a little, like you put a fish, still […]

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