by The Last City | Jan 5, 2017 | Short Stories
Then one day a bird came along. Except the bird was a woman? She spoke as one. She told of how she had also ascended a mountain once and had made many trips back down to bring Others with her. Until the day she started flying. Many listened with wonder and awe at her...
by The Last City | Dec 10, 2016 | Music Reviews
How many times can you say something is strange or abnormal before you have to change your definition of “normal”? I asked myself this as I sat in an uncomfortably warm room during yet another “abnormally” hot October afternoon in Dallas....
by The Last City | Dec 5, 2016 | Short Stories
One day, children were born. It was much like any other day, and they were much like any other children; full of wonder, adventure and a longing for glory. From the time they became their own beings, they began creating castles, forts and battles in their minds,...
by The Last City | Aug 25, 2016 | His & Hers
+ Add: A Step into the Unknown It was 2011 and I was coaching soccer at a small Christian school in South Carolina that I had attended myself from kindergarten to eighth grade. I was engaged to be married, and enjoying what I thought was a healthy mix of...
by The Last City | Aug 19, 2016 | His & Hers
I remember driving into the city a year ago, following a big U-Haul truck and trying desperately to find some motel that we could stay in for the night since we didn’t have a place to live yet. Going out and looking at houses the next day was overwhelming, there were...
by The Last City | Aug 10, 2016 | His & Hers
The most necessary part of learning is unlearning our errors.” — Zeno When the plane touched down in Columbia, South Carolina, the 3 years I had spent in Japan felt like a learning experience as intense, and expensive, as college. It certainly included just as many...
by The Last City | Aug 5, 2016 | His & Hers
This tree looked like it had been around longer than most of the world’s population. I guess that’s what drew me to it. Its cracks and shapes showed years of buffeting by rain and being dried out by the sun, yet it remains still, alive. One of my favorite yoga poses...
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