God Is In The Radio

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  • Bow to the Morning

    At dawn we risebelieving the world is ours Yet the river runs its own coursethe wind bends the brancheswithout asking Knowing thiswe bow to the morningempty handsopen heart Continue reading

    Bow to the Morning

  • The Wise & The Foolish

    The fool proclaims wisdomhis tongue heavy with certainty The wise bow their headsseeing only clouds in the mirroremptiness in their cup To know oneself a foolis to step lightly on the earthto laugh madly with the sparrowto sit with the… Continue reading

    The Wise & The Foolish

  • The Vanishing Years – Part 2

    Previously on The Vanishing Years, when the news breaks that socialite and heiress Lydia Fairfax has gone missing, the newsroom spirals into chaos. Reporters swarm around TVs, hungry for scraps from a police press conference. Assigned to the story, reporter… Continue reading

    The Vanishing Years – Part 2

  • Below the Strip

    By day, Rico dealt blackjack under the migraine glare of neon. He wore the tuxedo vest, the bow tie, the fake smile. The pit bosses called him “steady hands,” because no matter how many tourists spilled their daiquiris across the… Continue reading

    Below the Strip

  • Storm Hymn

    Rain hammers the roofthunder cleaves the sky Darkness rolls in wavesa tide we cannot turn Who are we to question the storm? Nature speaks in fury and graceand we bow before herlearning beauty in her wrathand reverence in her fire Continue reading

    Storm Hymn

  • The Vanishing Years – Part 1

    When socialite Lydia Fairfax vanishes, the city erupts in a frenzy of headlines, search parties, and speculation. But reporter Ethan Cole sees something far stranger simmering beneath the media circus: a string of overlooked disappearances of elderly women no one… Continue reading

    The Vanishing Years – Part 1

  • My Doppelgänger – Finale

    Content warning: This story contains references to murder. I had been sound asleep in my car when I heard the tapping at the window and saw the flashlight shine in. Shit, I thought. I was parked on the side of… Continue reading

    My Doppelgänger – Finale

  • My Doppelgänger – Part 2

    Content warning: This story contains references to murder and suicide. Our modern usage of the term doppelgänger betrays its deep mythological roots. Often, we refer to doppelgängers as a twin stranger or someone who merely looks exactly like us. But… Continue reading

    My Doppelgänger – Part 2

  • My Doppelgänger – Part 1

    “Ere Babylon was dust, / The Magus Zoroaster, my dead child, / Met his own image walking in the garden. / That apparition, sole of men, he saw. / For know there are two worlds of life and death: /… Continue reading

    My Doppelgänger – Part 1

  • I’ll See Your Sin and Raise You a City

    You want to know how Las Vegas came to be? Pull up a chair, ante up, and let me deal you the truth. First, I looked out at that desert: hot, dry, empty. God left it blank, like He was… Continue reading

    I’ll See Your Sin and Raise You a City