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If a Clown If a clown came out of the woods, a standard-looking clown with oversized polka-dot clothes, floppy shoes, a red, bulbous nose, a...

At The Smithville Methodist Church It was supposed to be Arts & Crafts for a week, but when she came home with the "Jesus Saves...

Painting by Ken Januski ARS POETICA For a while I climbed the ladder, not realizing I'd placed it against the wrong house. The window I ...

Worry My friends, the worriers, make themselves miserable, I suppose, in preparation for the misery to come. They must be practicing for the...

Rewrite Our children cannot save us though someday we may find ourselves in an unfamiliar sea of sheets, calling their names. Our children m...

The Insistence of Beauty The day before those silver planes came out of the perfect blue, I was struck by the beauty of pollution rising fro...

Photograph by Sean Duggan In the Open Field That man in the field staring at the sky without the excuse of a dog or a rifle — there must be ...