End of Watch

End of Watch

Recent Posts End of Watch Echoes Priestess Rosary Confession Search for: End of Watch The funeral cortege for my niece’s husband was long.  First came the phalanx of officers on motorcycles.  The engines roared with fury. Behind them, the hearse that carried the body...
Rosary

Rosary

Recent Posts Priestess Rosary Confession Poetic Intuition The Hymen’s Tale Search for: Rosary “Ask my family to say the rosary for me, Lin, please,” Grandpa Jim said. My father-in-law’s voice, warmed by a slight Kentucky drawl, a remnant of his birthplace, was...
Confession

Confession

Recent Posts Priestess Rosary Confession Poetic Intuition The Hymen’s Tale Search for: Confession   “When you approach the confessional, know this… I am only hidden by the priest, but I myself act in your soul. Here the misery of the soul meets the God of...
A Bookbag Named God

A Bookbag Named God

Recent Posts Priestess Rosary Confession Poetic Intuition The Hymen’s Tale Search for: A Bookbag Named God “Hey, Sandy-Beach-Del, you must be po-or. Your bookbag is, like, trashed, man.” The spin on my last name, Sandel, was typical for the boy, a fellow...
Girdled No More

Girdled No More

Recent Posts The Hymen’s Tale A Bookbag Named God Girdled No More True Colors Good Morning, Divine Feminine Search for: Girdled No More “There is a line of varicose veins on both your legs, mid-thigh,” the woman doctor said, her tone matter of fact. My feet were...

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