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Thursday, December 26, 2019
O Foggy Night | Mary Pezzulo
O Foggy Night | Mary Pezzulo: I gazed through the fog at the red and white hexagons zipping by, my stomach jangling with a sensation like shattered potsherds, praying that I hadn't missed the bus. God is incarnate in this.
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