Holy Unction with Suicidal Ideation
For the time being, stand on top of the highest peak without jumping. Release your holy rage into the air, the perfume of your hair like a prayer. Apply 2 drops of Hope to the rim of the ears – to the other organs of sense: the eyes for light, the mouth for the weeping […]
Jesus Shops for Groceries to Contribute to the Writer’s Retreat
The Bridge Between Continents, Reykjanes Peninsula, Iceland
We are continuously drifting apart. It can’t be helped. When we come together our edges seem to fit, but there’s always a space between, even when it can’t be seen. Here, the evidence is clear: the river of black sand where the stones have worn down – volcanic rocks rising on each side of the […]
A Young, Cool Stephen Hawking Standing With His Bride
A poem by Marci Rae Johnson
The Parable of the Great Banquet
A poem from Marci Rae Johnson
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