Filling All in All
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the stones will cry out
Oh how carefully the fingers move along the soft skin of the earth. Passing once with gentleness, twice with force, and three times with tears. And now ice blue water runs and has run and is running through the grooves left by these fingers. The ice blue water feeds the cattle downstream, runs softly through…
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that the world may not be destroyed
“So I guess, to ask it directly — why shouldn’t I kill myself?” Karl sat back and crossed his arms, staring at his friend with his cold, grey eyes. “This again,” his friend said, “always back to this.” Karl clenched his jaw and softly ground his teeth. One of these days he would go through with…
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Holy Unmercenaries
“I can’t feel my legs,” he said. His voice quivered, his eyes began to dart nervously toward the ceiling and back to his friend. His friend had heard the nurses speaking after the operation. He struggled to make eye contact. “He won’t walk again.” “Poor boy — and his wife just had his first child.”…