Sometimes I drive to an unfamiliar town and pull in at the most miserable bar it has to offer. The scene is always similar. Cigarette smoke swirling beneath yellow-stained light fixtures fixed above the heads of yellow-stained people. Old-timers. Frail in both appearance and demeanor, lighting the next smoke before the first is done. In […]
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The White Church on White Church Road by Josh Joseph
There’s a church nearby. Modest in size. Too small to hold any sort of substantial flock. Here, everyone is greeted by a handshake and a name. Their kids are asked after. Out back a small cemetery rents time in eternity. The tenants sleep through the comings and goings of deer and foresight-gifted squirrels. Only mild […]