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Cold dog tags press against my chest under the weight of kevlar body armor. Their embossed words imprint into my skin. Name. Social...

It started years ago, probably when the boys were young. I’m convinced that in the fresh-faced newlywed days we sat up in the front,...

FCC Transcript #127621-A National Network April 6, 2020 GMT 1300 ff National Network Anchor: … and again, for those just tuning in, two...

Over spelling homework one day, my ten-year-old announced that she didn’t want to go to Hogwarts. I remembered the lightning bolts and...

I have a gift of tongues. Unfortunately, it’s useless to me on my mission. I throw the Spanish flashcards down on the bed in our small...

Leaving day. The bags were packed; they stood in a neat row across the entire front wall of the living room; weighed, tagged, ready to...

On black nights fat with dreams, I wake in lucid spaces, listen to the house crack and settle while midnight traffic moans outside like...

Leaving Egypt couldn’t have been easy. Walking away from tangible gods, elaborate bodies. No more wooing the throne or imposing your...

My first thought upon waking each morning has been the same: Trek did nothing to prepare me for this. I groggily open my eyes to the...

I am both virgins—foolish and wise No sooner to take one glorious step Than slip and spill. How can I be Both faithless and believing...