| Fidelity
| | Sunlight on damp skin and ragged breath as I worship,... | | Words: | 121 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Public |
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| The agony of self-defeat
| | What is the sound that one makes at the exact moment she learns she made a tremendously stupid... | | Words: | 1418 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| City Limits
| | Church in thirty minutes, said... | | Words: | 156 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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| Gnosis
| | I came across an old book,... | | Words: | 113 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Public |
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| Without Words
| | Your words are water,... | | Words: | 70 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Public |
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| Nun's Robes
| | I sit, sewing the robes of a cloistered nun for my 8-year-old.... | | Words: | 881 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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| Who put the Urban in Urban Fantasy?
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