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Church Of The Eyes
Pierre Fontenot October 16, 2014 0I saw him make a u-turn, to go back to the convenience store where the clerk had given him too much change. I saw the way he talked to the state trooper, who pulled
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Pierre Fontenot October 1, 2014 0Let me see myself Less me-ish. That I ever was is a gift, that I remain is a gift, whatever future pulse is a gift…whatever talents, blessings and opportunities that seem mine are actually
Read More »The Prodigal Dog
Brad Goins August 22, 2014 0Two Fridays ago I was writing an Uncle P’s Bedtime Story about Amazing Grace. My dog, Kramer, was around, and near, but I was far away, deep into the Land Of Thinking and Writing.
Read More »Wishing You Easy
Pierre Fontenot August 11, 2014 0I wish you a full heart, an easy conscience, and gratefulness. May you be defended from envy and thoughts of lack; may your eyes see the All You Have. May you Love at least
Read More »WE MAY NOT PASS THIS WAY AGAIN
Pierre Fontenot August 7, 2014 0I had ambitions to be on the road earlier, full tank of diesel, full belly of coffee, but one thing after another, here I was, still in Sulphur, running an errand, and there coming
Read More »SOUTHERN FRIENDLY
Pierre Fontenot May 14, 2014 0We were strangers. They were Them and I was Not Them and it took us less than three minutes to like each other. This sort of thing ain’t uncommon in The South. It’s a
Read More »EYES ON ELDERS
Rick Sarro March 5, 2014 0If I was a teen again and had a do-over, I’d recommend that I cast a considerable gaze upon the elderly. I’d look around at old people and find those who bore good fruit
Read More »THE TESTIMONY OF DUCT TAPE
Pierre Fontenot February 23, 2014 0I’m seated towards the front of the church, among the elderly of the congregation, seated behind a lady with winter in her hair. When you reach her age you’ve obeyed the rules long enough
Read More »LO, I WILL BE WITH YOU ALWAYS
Pierre Fontenot February 7, 2014 0Early in my workday I said hello to people who are dying. We joked, we hugged, talked about the mid-20’s weather, felt sorry for the plants, there was a little conference about a four-dollar
Read More »THIS BEING A FRESH JANUARY …
Pierre Fontenot January 23, 2014 0Let me stand, but bend to truth. Let me write my conclusions in pencil, and have no shame in a well worn eraser. Let me see myself true and fit my britches. Having paid
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