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Hell-bound on the Hilltop
On the lower plateau, a couple had staked their tent, a hundred yards away. They were set apart. Affixed to their tent was a big
Keith Mannes
August 4, 2025
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On the lower plateau, a couple had staked their tent, a hundred yards away. They were set apart. Affixed to their tent was a big
I fear fading away in a hallucinatory haze, diapered, positioned daily in front of a screen displaying an endless stream of Hallmark movies
“You might think you’re hot snot on a silver platter,
but you’re really just cold boogers on a paper plate.”
It’s a mystery to me because flossing is a fastidious act. For a flosser to flick a stick and leave it as litter–that’s not fastidious.
Sometimes we lose. We lose loved ones. We lose jobs. We lose health. We lose dreams. We lose the religious tradition, denomination, or church we
In our swimming pool, the beetles in our backyard hang on for dear life. Each the size of a mini-chocolate chip, I find little congregations
Jesus can be like Gumby. You can stretch him around anything you have a mind to. (Although, as you see in the pictures, the little
As the flame caught a red edge of the cloth, I thought about my heroic uncle and his military service. I remembered, too, my childhood