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Still, no one loves humans more than I do. How beautiful we are, at night calling to each other like owls, our loneliness barely masked, barely voweled into sound, the past calling to us like hungry ghosts…
What if all the great ones were imperfect: the Jesus who spent his last night in terror and crying, “Could you not stay awake with me for one hour” to … Continue reading →
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