Tag Archives: Leland Seese

On A Good Night Nothing More Gets Broken

These foster children’s faces trouble into sleep, twitched and hyper-vigilant. Dream pursuers peek through window shades, rows of shark-tooth dog-men no one can outrun. Their mattresses are lined with plastic sheets, the monsters beaten back by guanfacine. Knives and hammers … Continue reading

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A Church Should Be Like A Bus Station

Voice on PA calling all arrivals and departures, angelic, disembodied. No one’s final destination. Everybody’s stopover along the way. Shelter from the blizzard outside sliding doors. Still you keep your parka on. Kid wearing a Tupac hoodie cedes his seat … Continue reading

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