[+]Aaroneous Monk[+]

Spring of 2018 will go down in Haney History as “The Battle of Four Bird’s Nests.”  Every year since we have lived here a robin has vi...

I spent two years of my life in Korea, not moving forward, not moving backward, only living in a kind of dream-like limbo in my early 20...

Hanging dead from a string pretending to be in flight. Trying to catch up with those  above me, only to realize that they are al...

... that kids are not accoutrements.  They do not exist to bolster our egos.  They deserve our blood, sweat, and tears.  They deserve every ...

She sat at the red light  where the man held the sign that said his car needed fixed so he could go back to work. I felt the pu...

PROLOGUE:  This is a story my Mom recently shared with me by phone and I wrote out my version below, but then had her snail mail me...

The circle of the dome is  the Father  at the center of which is  the Son  and (con)descending is  the Holy...

Humor  like water  douses the  flames of despair. Humor like salve heals the languor of living. Humor like ...

It snowed on God’s tomb  this blustery April evening as we carried it around our church in a swirl of snowflakes. “What?” you say,...

The man and woman who came together to give me life are dying somewhere west of here. Maybe not today or tomorrow, but sooner  ...

I saw An American in Paris this weekend and was wowed by the music, the dancing, and the incredible stage effects, but the story itself...