The Last Bender, Chapter 42
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Helen drove me into town. Lives moved in and out of the empty windows...
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Helen drove me into town. Lives moved in and out of the empty windows...
Lonergan on Dialectic: “THE DIALECT OF COMMUNITY The name, dialectic, has been employed in a variety...
The Triumph of Life In many ways Shelley is the most difficult of the Romantic poets. Blake also wrote long...
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â “What about the guy in the car?” Helen asked from the...
CHAPTER FORTY Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Helen’s big hair devoured her head. The black satin robe emblazoned...
 From: The Temple of Glas By John Lydgate 1370-1451 For thought, constraint, and grievous hevines, For...
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â After a while I got used to the guy kicking and moaning in the trunk....
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Linda drove a bulbous hunk of metal golden rod. The engine purred...