In school, it got so that Elijah learned to talk his way out of anything, gave great long speeches so that his words snaked themselves like vines around the nuns until they could no longer...

The world is a different place in this new century, […]. And we are a different people. My visions still come but no one listens any longer to what they tell us, what they warn...

When I die, nieces, I want to be cremated, my ashes taken up in a bush plane and sprinkled onto the people in town below. Let them think my body is snowflakes, sticking in their...