Category Archives: Short Story

Esau Running

I press hard, chest heaving air in. out. in. out. It’s good to be alive and to feel air and blood and sunlight; good to know that this skin of mine still stretches and bends to my whim.  Even sweat is pleasant, a foretaste of the shower that will wipe the last two days grime [...]

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A Land of Unfinished Buildings

If we were to look out across the city of the Church with spiritual eyes, from a distance we would see a massive, sprawling metropolis; a place full of people and movement and excitement. However, move but a bit closer and the metropolis is seen to be nothing more than an unfinished city. Here and [...]

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