15 for 15 (Book) http://www.Writing.Com/main/books.php/item_id/1438237-15-for-15 [Image #1199990] Temple Singapore, 2030 Sister Petra entered the Kwan Im Thong Hood Cho Temple on Waterloo Street through one of its inconspicuous side doors. Her parishoners from the Church of Sts. Peter and Paul would find it odd that she was praying here tonight and not surrounded by the familiar walls of her home church. In trut...[Read Full Post] Thu, 26 Jun 2008 11:26:06 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/593195 [Image #1199990] Box Don't look away when you walk past, look closely, I wasn't always an unemployed,homeless hag. Not so long ago I was a fearsome, ferocious hag of the forest. A lean, mean, green, old-fashioned witch. My cauldron was always bubbling with a fine broth of bones and livers from the children that I enticed to my en...[Read Full Post] Sat, 14 Jun 2008 21:02:19 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/590988 [Image #1092213] Flower Geraldo Rivera here, tonight, at summer solstice, I am in the Russian city of Murmansk, north of the Arctic Circle, enjoying days of 24 hours of sunshine. Here in Murmansk, Russian scientist Snezhana Gorski plans to honor the solstice by being the first person to compute the power of pi to 1 plus a hundred ze...[Read Full Post] Sat, 14 Jun 2008 20:58:24 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/590986 [Image #1092215] Gloves Terese rolls over, stretches and reaches to turn off the soft chimes of the Zen alarm clock beside her bed. At 6:00 AM soft morning light is beginning to spill through the windows, painting her white, organic, Egyptian cotton duvet with rosy tones. Out in the kitchen, she can hear Rob bustling with the sounds ...[Read Full Post] Sat, 14 Jun 2008 20:54:59 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/590985 [Image #1092215] Ball Joanna paced up and down the length of her office. From her window she could see the lights of the nighttime skyline of the city. The pressure was on to come up with a sizzling campaign for the cosmetic companies new perfume. The fragrance was supposed to appeal to the mature woman....something Samantha from Sex an...[Read Full Post] Sat, 14 Jun 2008 20:51:22 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/590984 [Image #1092215] Writer Annie Lamott calls herself a "renegade Christian", wears dreadlocks, and is a left-leaning political liberal. She keeps a picture of George W. Bush on her home altar, and admits that while she does not like his policies, she prays for him, and asks God to forgive her hatred of the current Republican administ...[Read Full Post] Sat, 14 Jun 2008 20:40:58 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/590983 [Image #1092213] The monks of Samudara Monastery in Orlando, Florida woke daily at 4:00 am to a meager breakfast of tea and rice. By 5:00 am they were ready for an hour of sitting meditation. But by 6:00 am they were out the door , ready for their paying jobs as roller coaster testers for Disneyland and the other theme parks in the area. ...[Read Full Post] Fri, 13 Jun 2008 21:27:24 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/590840 [Image #1136718] White Leave my bones in the desert to be bleached white all light and high albedo. Like a cow's skull with a calico rose, an elk tooth, a magnolia. Heaven is vast, cold, empty, untouchable. It knows no kindness. We need worlds, and worlds. This one always fails. ridinghhood ...[Read Full Post] Thu, 12 Jun 2008 19:30:26 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/590597 [Image #1199990] Kikuyu Lullaby The world is full of a number of things we should all be happy as kings. I will wrap you my baby, you'll grow to be a lady. God dwells on the mountain, God dwells in heaven, we will travel there together, again and again. I will carry you my baby, you'll grow to be a lady. Wang...[Read Full Post] Thu, 12 Jun 2008 19:27:34 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/590596 [Image #1092215] Knight Remy Joseph tried to be inconspicous and nonchalant as he walked into the Caribbean Grocery Mart . His mother had sent him to buy some sodas and juice, but his hands were shaking and his palms were sweaty from his true intentions for being here. He inched closer to the revolving rack of comic books that Mr. Ba...[Read Full Post] Thu, 12 Jun 2008 19:22:55 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/590593 [Image #1136718] BOY My wife and I sit holding hands, outside the emergency room cubicle where burn specialists are assessing the wounds of our four-year old child. A grease fire had started in the kitchen, rapidly blazing out of control. We had all been on the lanai when the fire started, and we had grabbed Riley and raced out the...[Read Full Post] Thu, 12 Jun 2008 19:14:11 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/590591