What happens when they leave is that the houses fold up like paper dolls, the children roll up their socks and sweaters and tuck the dogs into little black suitcases. Across the street the trees are unrooting, the mailboxes rising up like dandelion stems, and eventually we too float off, the houses tucked neatly inside our purses, and the children tumbling gleefully after us, and beneath us the base has disappeared, the rows of pink...
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Prayer For An End To Violence, War, And Killing O Loving God, We so often, and for so long, hear the guns and rockets, drones, and bombs. We see the pictures of killings in Iraq, Syria, Afghanistan, Congo, Nigeria, Sudan and South Sudan, Ukraine, Israel and Palestine, Central African Republic, El Salvador, Honduras, Guatemala, and all the others. Wrap all and each of these your people in your love. Let them hear: “Come to me you who...
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