Steve could put five cents in the beggar’s cup. He could give five cents to the filthy layabout covered in a week’s worth of grit.

As he stood at the edge of the crosswalk eyeing the homeless man, his memory fluttered back to the sunlit Sunday school of his youth. The pastor told them about the poor and needy, how they were God’s innocence made material. But innocence was not smeared across th...

The Creed says that we are one body, but whose body is the one?

He didn’t quite remember how to respond to the question. He knew that there was an answer buried somewhere in the ancient library tomes. But was it his answer? And what was the difference between his answer and their’s?

Always nothing.

Reason, he remembered, was something borrowed. The scribes had always told him that. Reason w...

“Good morning, Miss K. Your morning coffee waits,” announced the staccato voice of Sophie, Kathryn’s virtual home assistant.

“Thank you, Sophie,” Kathryn replied as she gingerly grabbed the warm mug. “Two packs of sugar and one part cream. You know me well, Sophie.”

“Smiles are miles,” Sophie replied.

Kathryn sipped the coffee and chuckled. It was a cute phrase but fit their dialogue like rainc...

Charlie glanced from face to face of the surrounding crowd, witnessing the town's people's blind ferocity. He'd been afraid of his new appearance as well: thick, crackled, and pale skin, an inverted nose, and gargantuan pale blue portals for eyes. Returning to the past was a onetime trip that turmoiled and wrecked one's body.

"Charles Ludsworth, you have diverged from the path," a booming v...

Scry the stars all you will,

Time will away like crumpled tinfoil still,

Shining saints we once were,

Time will still will away tomorrow more....