BLASPHEMY OF THE HOLY SPIRIT - kyle minor

He unjesused himself on his twenty-ninth birthday by saying so: I was, I'm not, I don't, I can't, I won't, etc. No lightning scorched him, no thunder scolded him, no tractor-trailer ran him over, no assailant shot him in the chest, no earth reached up to capture and bury him alive. In his kitchen, he made his children peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwiches. They ate them pleasantly while watching television.



Kyle Minor
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