I slide my only quarter into the meter—one hour for lunch—and check my wallet to make sure I haven’t already lost the only twenty dollars to my name. Since I never get to go out with my girlfriend, my roommate Aric let me borrow some cash. Post doctoral students don’t make much. My watch reads 12:02; […]
Our world is vile, Our world is grim, Corrupt, polluted, and filled to the brim. To end our woes, And end this hymn, We must call upon the Elohim.