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The Duck

by Christopher Raley During the service evening crossed over from day to night.  Inside the sanctuary lights on the stage diminished in increments until the stage was one in darkness with the rest of the sanctuary.  Then someone in the … Continue reading

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Hemmed in Slits

i Bird in winter’s bush flutters to the top, calls then flies out the angle of stone and undergrowth ravine, cuts the line of hills and catches his lift to the white smear of sky.   ii. The path interrupted, … Continue reading

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The Monologue

It’s late and my words are gone and I’ve nothing to add to anything I’ve said and most of them are gone into some kind of— and here we are, you and I, and we have words and here am … Continue reading

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