“Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones …”—20th-century spiritual song
I was gliding backward. I closed my eyes for a brief moment, praying as much for bravery as for success. Then I committed, stepping
Author
Kenny Bodanis
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I have a chip problem. I try (sometimes weekly) to enter into a reasonable, long-term relationship with a family-sized bag of All-Dressed Ruffles. Yet, I find that after 20 minutes or so, it has alrea
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“Gardening is not a rational act.”—Margaret Atwood
This land is strewn with the innards and skins of those who did not survive. I would weep, but for the fact of knowing that many more endured and lie