I’m always surprised when writers say they don’t believe in a god or religion but they believe in creating a world on two hundred pages using symbols. We’re all worshiping something.
I dreamed you a field of running horses, Selah. For you, Bianca, a balloon the size of the sky, my body a kite you can throw into the air.Pull me by … - Shane Jones
I dreamed you a field of running horses, Selah. For you, Bianca, a balloon the size of the sky, my body a kite you can throw into the air.Pull me by …
- Shane Jones
I’m so confused it almost feels calm. - Shane Jones
I’m so confused it almost feels calm.
They held me and told me everything would be fine, that sadness would rise from our bones and evaporate in sunlight the way morning fog burned off th… - Shane Jones
They held me and told me everything would be fine, that sadness would rise from our bones and evaporate in sunlight the way morning fog burned off th…
I wanted to write you a story about magic. I wanted rabbits appearing from hats. I wanted balloons lifting you into the sky. It turned out to be noth… - Shane Jones
I wanted to write you a story about magic. I wanted rabbits appearing from hats. I wanted balloons lifting you into the sky. It turned out to be noth…
I’m always surprised when writers say they don’t believe in a god or religion but they believe in creating a world on two hundred pages using symbols… - Shane Jones
I’m always surprised when writers say they don’t believe in a god or religion but they believe in creating a world on two hundred pages using symbols…
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