The Infinite Starr

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  • The Ones Born Under the Moon

    There comes a strange hour when the mathematics of loss changes. You stop counting the people who left and begin considering what left with you. The room looks different from that side of the equation. There will always be replacements. Another name saved in the phone, another body sitting in the chair, another person learning…

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  • Almost

    There were rules nobody remembered agreeing to. The alarm sounded at the same hour each morning, coffee filled the same cup, and traffic gathered beneath the same red lights while hundreds of people stared through windshields toward places they had already been yesterday. Hours became numbers in an account, numbers became houses, cars, groceries, vacations,…

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  • No Dominion

    Eventually, you stop dancing with the devil beneath the pale moonlight and let the devil do what the devil is going to do. There is little reason to interrupt a good storyteller when every lie, given enough time, develops a strange habit of revealing the truth. Sometimes the truth arrives quietly. Sometimes it walks through…

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  • No Forwarding Address

    The mail kept coming. Suddenly, you stop calling them by the name you had for them, and you start calling them by their government name. Then you drop the first name. Eventually, the only thing that remains is the last name you see in the mailbox. It happens without ceremony. The envelopes arrive between electric…

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  • Consequences of Division

    The demons had been unusually restless since the veil began to thin. They had always lived among us, although in earlier centuries they possessed the dignity to remain mostly invisible. They preferred cathedrals after midnight, the bedsides of dying kings, the corners of rooms where grief had been left unattended for too many years. They…

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  • The People v. Death

    Death arrived eleven minutes late to his own trial. The courtroom had been full since dawn. Every pew behind the railing was occupied by someone carrying evidence. A widow held a wedding ring between her thumb and forefinger. A father had brought a baseball glove that had not been used in nine years. An old…

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  • When the Soul Became Two Flames

    The first thing she noticed was that animals stopped being afraid of her. It happened gradually. A blackbird remained on the cemetery wall when she passed beneath it. A fox stood at the edge of the woods one morning and watched her without running. Even the old neighborhood cat, a scarred thing that trusted nobody…

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  • The Lovers Beneath the Veil

    You have dreamed of him before. You never remember his face. Only the sensation of being followed through places you have never visited while awake. Sometimes there is snow beneath your bare feet. Sometimes black water. Once, an orchard appeared beneath a violet moon, every tree heavy with fruit you somehow knew you were forbidden…

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  • The Cathedral of Two

    There are two of us living beneath my skin. He arrived first to every war. She stayed behind to rememberwhat we were fighting for. He is iron beneath the tongue,the locked jaw,the hand that does not shakeeven when the rest of the world is burning. He learned strength without boundaries. So he became very goodat…

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  • The Confessional Had No Collar

    He was the confessional without the collar. No stained glass. No wooden booth. No priest waiting patiently on the other side of a little brass screen. Just a telephone that was almost always on speaker and a man who could never keep his sins inside his own mouth. Behind closed doors, they poured out. The…

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