Poem: Outside the news cycle
Outside the news cycle Patrick T. Reardon Army Bob went in search of Army Bob in the alley behind the brothel, in the McDonald’s corner booth, in the dark [...]
Outside the news cycle Patrick T. Reardon Army Bob went in search of Army Bob in the alley behind the brothel, in the McDonald’s corner booth, in the dark [...]
It was, perhaps, the high point of Elizabeth I’s forty-four-year reign as Queen of England and Ireland. It was certainly a moment of great victory. Just a few days earlier, [...]
This month marks the 100th anniversary of the publication of Agatha Christie’s The Murder of Roger Ackroyd, one of her best novels and one of the all-time best mysteries. Christie [...]
As it is in heaven Patrick T. Reardon John of Lent with the sewer crew of four men as distant as his father. Lord of Bricks. [...]
Sandy and Dennys know they aren’t in Kansas anymore — well, Connecticut. The tall, fifteen-year-old twins had just come in from playing hockey in the New England winter, chilled to [...]
Revelation Patrick T. Reardon In the darkness, Long John Oremus heard behind a loud voice of the sun and moon, and the stars of light, and waters above the [...]
A year ago, Archbishop William Lori of Baltimore noted in his Pentecost homily that, at this moment in history, it can feel like we’re hunkered down in the upper room, [...]
Tasted smoke Patrick T. Reardon Saw, saw, saw the stone. One-Cent saw the stone. And he heard the cruel shouts. The embezzlement of affections, the murmur of [...]
Open Will Quam’s Fire and Clay and start to read, and you’ll find your Chicago (and suburbs) transformed. Suddenly, you’ll notice all the brick buildings and walls and individual rectangles [...]
Mud Patrick T. Reardon The little book of God is written in mud on the sidewalk outside the supermercado on Cermak beside the neon jazz club of prophets and [...]