Isn’t watching sacred potential kill itself as good a punishment as eternal fire?

He dances all night, utterly naked and composed of nothing but six and a half feet of pale sinew. He could dance to a field of crickets, to the sound of rain on a tin...

Reason had no place to crash once Emotion came to town.

The nature of God’s plan can be difficult to fathom when you are toiling in some small corner of it, but it is glorious from above, if you allow yourself the perspective.

My soul is not satisfied with an inert universe. The gods may not make a habit of speaking to me personally, but I can’t help but whisper comments to them.

Having ascended to some spiritual strength by focusing on the power of the feminine, it is no doubt tempting to wield this strength against that which triggers memories of having once been weaker.

She had picked up life where she had left off… and hoped that would be enough to get the universe to politely overlook her.

I miss more loving someone so deeply that I can’t imagine a forever without her kisses.

People who believe their god loves them unconditionally are less able to be controlled through divine terrorism.

She hated anyone who clung to the supernatural when the natural was perfectly serviceable.

I don’t work in places with papier-m ché and cellophane hearts.

Whatever problems we encountered, we put there. If we trace the line back, every struggle derived from some decision we made. It is not chance, it is how we teach ourselves.

I missed you,” she cried into him. Standing on top of the snow gave him an additional few inches on her and she rested her head against his chest. She could hear nothing within, just...

He seemed like the sort to have a vast arsenal of smirks, shaped over a decade of nonverbal conversation.

We half-eat cookies and drink the milk, we leave notes, all so kids will believe in something that isn’t true. Kids try their best to scientifically determine whether Santa’s real and our whole culture feeds...

The gods preferring their libations diluted with rainwater and mixed with freshly cut grass.

He kissed her forehead and drifted into an uneasy sleep, listening to the soft snoring of the creature on his chest, one he loved slightly more than he had come to fear.

If I can alter my perception of the reality, I can change the reality itself.

Mrs. Kaspar” sounded too like a phone solicitor, which would not do after having kissed the circumference of her son’s neck.

It is a challenge to love someone who does not see the divine as you do, and much harder still to date someone who considers your spirituality a design flaw in an otherwise worthwhile human...

I’m too self-centered to be constructive, so I have to open a vein…

It is not easy to find someone your size once the Freshman Fifteen turns to the Sophomore Forty or the Senior Sixty. Even when, through some miracle of self-restraint and bulimia, college girls managed to...

The witch who claims to forbear her magick for fear of causing the next Indian tsunami is really saying that she is powerful enough to kill thousands of innocent strangers when all she meant to...

I’m a holiday Christian at best and I’d never given much thought to demons. They were an adult version of the boogieman hiding in every kid’s closet.

The aliens, as you call them, come from within you and within the Earth. This is why they resemble you, because they have to owing to the limitations of human imagination. They are a reflection...

The seed of an urban legend find fertile soil at the corner of tragedy and imagination.

She could not keep his death in her head, like when she tried to imagine the infiniteness of the universe and nearly swooned at the vastness of the thought.

He relented to the kiss and gave of himself what she required, his lips parting in symmetry with hers until the moment of realization collapsed.

Take it with a whole shaker of salt, a grain won’t be close to enough.