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‘We can’t walk there, it’s not safe.’ ‘Why, it looks uneven in places but surely we can give it a go, we’re wearing sturdy enough shoes.’ Arty...

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Unless we feel our need, and squirm, we’ll not desire of Christ to learn … How often have you wished you’d not …

In For The fight And Well Worth Fighting For By Paul McCann Some of us are born with our fists clenched with our guard up while others are on the...

I don’t see firm breasts no more than I see loose ones and I don’t see a tight ass no more than I see a soft one no all I see is a naked woman maybe...

There in the kiosk thirteen abandoned crutches, proof of miracles

You'll need the morning I found out - not the fact but the faucet still running, the water hitting the steel basin in that particular pitch that...

One night, as Anna is taking the trash out, she stumbles upon a weird machine that she figures is a time-travel machine. She inspects the machine a bit, but when she loses hope in its functionality she abandons it and goes to play PJSK, falling asleep, not realizing she is in for a ride.

14/2/26 A window of dry – get out up a hill, squelching the path thick with mud from the volume of new year rain. Soon at the top, wide views and...