[…] of Enoch (1 Enoch 37-71) there are some moving passages concerning the “Son of Man.” However, Matthew Black has pointed out that “there is nothing specifically Christian in these chapters; the terms ‘son of […]
[…] they leaped from their tree and sped laughing up the road. “Run, Mormons, run! Run from the black buggy, ya woman lovers! Run to Arizona!” Amy did not move. “They’re just foolin’, aren’t they, […]
[…] repent. Mi Elena her mosa.” He shook his head in sorrow as the wind tangled his bead black hair. “What has she done?” the Prophet asked, stopping to watch a sand crab scuttle after […]
[…] era of long-haired hippies. Fair, blue-eyed, and tall, he was totally her opposite in appearance. Her thick black hair hung to her waist, coarse as a horse’s tail. And she still ate a lot […]
[…] in his hands. It had a familiar weight and thickness; except that the ones he remembered had black covers and smaller angels. “Charles told me you used to be a Mormon,” she said. “I […]
[…] of candles on that Passover evening. “Molly!” Father Ashcraft greeted me, swishing up the aisle in his black robes. He was very handsome, with hair as black as mine, and hazel-yellow eyes. He had […]
[…] eyes were both clear. (It would be many years before the disease would take her right eye, blacken its lid, and put warts in place of eyelashes.) She was pretty, radiant. As a wedding […]
[…] thought he still was. “Geez, actually,” Jennifer said and began to blush slightly, “once I took some black ants and put them in the same bottle with the red ants, and then I’d just […]
The brussels sprouts were good, the falafel was good, and the fries were better than good, but what Farmer and the Seahorse did spectacularly were its bathroom stalls. They were narrow and wood-walled with thick…
[…] her kings had been vassals of the kings of Nineveh. Out of this seemingly hopeless situation the news reached Judah in the days of the “good king Josiah” that Nineveh had been surrounded by […]