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Read the original Portuguese version here. “Our Dog, Stromberg” by César Augusto Medina Fortes translated by Katherine Cowley I have...

Divinity flows through my fingertips, practiced precepts slip from my lips, I lean back into my mother’s grip let heaven part my hair ...

Emily pushed against the cool surface of her mother’s full-length mirror. The surface remained solid, as it had for months. It wasn’t...

Final Report of the Foreordination Committee of the Grand Council of Heaven, presented by Gabriel, presiding committee chair, to the...

While we did the best we could to recreate this finalist on our webpage, we lost some layout choices. We recommend downloading the...

Jane – 1959 We rented a small basement apartment next to the University, so John could come home for lunch if he wanted to. But he often...

… I will liken thee, O house of Israel, like unto a tame olive tree … Jacob 5:3 I don’t remember how we started, who was grafted into...

Lazarus is sealed up in the tomb, sleeping in the viper’s den. And I know that you, like me, will want your God to set him free. Lazarus...

In the spring of 2020, all the temples were closed. A few days later, my grandma showed up in my living room. Which wouldn’t have been so...

Our god has slept, though somewhat fitfully, for a few days. Maybe weeks. How we long for the promised return, preferably stronger...