Red Fez has published a poem of mine, "Wednesday Evenings". It's missing the last three lines currently, but I hope they will fix that soon. Until then, the final three lines are:
be free again
and Thursday mornings
not to be so regularly horrible.
Bless the Lord, o my soul
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Starting the Sunday after I was born, my parents brought me to Sunday
School every Sunday, for eighteen years. They sent me and my siblings to
private reli...
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