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Beautiful Brunch at Poppy Seed, Newtown
Last Sunday, we went out looking for a classy but not over the top breakfast spot with solid vegan options. We found all that and more at Poppy Seed, nested on a quiet Newtown side street.
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ROBERT by Charles Eggerth | Fiction
<p Charles Eggerth 2173 words 423 Potts Rd. Advance, NC 27006 ROBERT Molly Williams came to Victory in Biloxi, Mississippi from the suburbs of Philadelphia, about as green as a colored girl can get. She hadn’t been a Christian six months. The college administration put her in a dorm room with the only…
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Time by Seemak M Macull | Fiction
Imagine you are the architect of existence, a timeless entity lounging in the infinite expanse of your cosmic home. In the attic, a grow tent hums with potential ~ a void we’ll call “Space.” You introduce a fragment of a larger world, a clod of Earth, into this void. Silence. A seed follows, nestled in…
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Podcast Episode #1: Faith In Daily Life | PAROUSIA Magazine
Pip: PAROUSIA Magazine — where the fiction involves guardian angels at lethal injections and the poetry turns the human body into a call-and-response liturgy. Quite the editorial range. Mara: It is, genuinely. This episode covers prayer under pressure, spiritual resilience, and what it looks like to live out Christian faith in the world rather than…
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The Body by Christine Anderson | Poetry
The head says: I’m overwhelmed. My thoughts are spiraling. Logic is failing.The lungs reply: Breathe, one inhale at a time.The heart asks: How long, O Lord? Why have You forsaken me? Will You always be silent?The eyes say: My tears have been my food. The hands reply: Take my yoke that is easy.The lips utter:…
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Hi, I’m Angie, founder of Angie Eats
I am a cookbook author, food blogger, and content creator, exploring food from all over the world. Expect delicious recipes, restaurant reviews, and an occasional video! I hope you enjoy!
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The Treasure Chest by Annette Menier | Poetry
The Treasure ChestThere is a treasure chestKept above the cloudsWhich refuses the pilferdaily stress would allowWithin this chest Clear crystals were formedCollected from tears Brought on by cruel scornLodged close to the bottomMany gold coins aboundPurified in the furnaceAimed to dissolveAll traces of drossFound in the soulSuperseding all gemsA pearl of great priceNestles on topBought…
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Your Guard by Patrick Garaca | Fiction
The Sentinel’s excitement swelled so quickly that his very being was draped in a cape of blue light, lined with gold. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could just stand there and watch the nurses prep the IV bags. Surges of his joy traveled in every direction because today the prisoner’s life would finally…
