Captian's Log Breaking Into a Closed Park 23 May 2020 As I walk along the sand, I feel it fall then give under my weight. I see below the tracks of birds and dogs and men who ere I walked…
Captian's Log Poem: Deep in the Dark 22 May 2020 Deep in the darkness of nightwhere the sun never rises,lost and alone in a plightyou’ll find tickets and prizes. It’s a fair, it’s a merry-go-rounda carnival ride—can you hear the…
Captian's Log Rough Draft: Deep in the Dark 21 May 2020 Deep in the darkness of nightwhere the sun never rises,lost and alone in a plightyou’ll find tickets and prizes. It’s a fair, it’s a merry-go-rounda carnival ride—can you hear the…
Captian's Log In Memory of Ravi Zacharias 19 May 2020 A great man, an apologist who exuded love to an angry and hostile world, has from this earth now passed, and I am glad for him that his labors down…
Captian's Log Drabble: Passing Away 12 May 202011 May 2020 There is a place for me, but for now I am lost in this storm, caught in it. I have no direction; I have only patience. I plod forward, not…
Captian's Log Unknown 10 May 2020 I myself am not an anthropologist, but there exists within me a fascination with humanity. I remember once, having traveled farther than my map prescribed—into that realm of foreboding dragons—when…
Captian's Log Essay: Sin and Death 3 May 20202 May 2020 Please Read: Thoughts on Sin and Death Excerpt: In a class project covering Humanity and Sin, I was dissatisfied with the final compromise: I do not think we agreed on…
Captian's Log Excerpt: The Value of Facing Death 1 May 20201 May 2020 Below is an excerpt from my "Final Exam," which was the final paper I had to write for the final class of this semester. I hope to, after making some…
Captian's Log Caught 16 Apr 2020 The rain beat against the curved roof of the bus stop, beading up on the glass panels and rolling down onto the wet pavement below. He was burning; his head…
Captian's Log Short: Laughter 10 Apr 2020 The knife was cold, jarring. Like a shock it entered me, entered my very flesh, its invading cold stealing my breath. My weak legs disappeared, buckling underneath me; my vision…
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