Nationality Isn't Soul.

There Are No Wrong Books. What's Wrong Is The Fear Of Them.

The Short Story Packs A Self In A Few Pages Predicating A Lifetime

If You Don't Hear His Voice So Let Him Hear Yours. When Prayers Go Up Blessings Descend.

We Didn't Starve But Nobody Ate Chicken Unless We Were Sick Or The Chicken Was.

Where To Look If You've Lost Your Mind?