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Woodwork

It’s about the blood — joining boards at angles, edges are negotiations, prone to pinch, and nails pierce like talking points, splinters..

The kiss

Listen to the author read his poem. So Judas came straight to Jesus. “Greetings, Rabbi!” he exclaimed and gave him the kiss...

Polishing the silver

It has become an annual lenten ritual, pulling out rags and the pink paste that smells of wintergreen to polish my baptismal..

Nicole Chung

“Showing my book to my parents meant showing them who I am, with no spin, no soothing, no apologies, no disclaimers. I..

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