parable – Seashell Nell

An urban parable

True story, bro. But, in parable form. Hollah. A road had some buildings. The buildings were stone and cement and concrete, and tightly compact. A wayfarer’s journey brought her to the front stoop of one of the buildings. A woman passed by and saw the wayfarer. “Do you know the man who works here?” TheContinueContinue reading “An urban parable”

That one time St. Joseph broke it down for me

So, I started writing this on the feast of St. Joseph, but it ended up being too long. So, I’ve split it into a few posts to avoid TL;DR. Enjoy. The theme of this post is mustard yellow. Mustard yellow is different from the bright, lemon yellow or the straight Crayola variety; mustard yellow isContinueContinue reading “That one time St. Joseph broke it down for me”