Author: Frank Ramirez

In the Still of the Night

Sometimes, after you’re done screaming at God, when you’re done flooding the earth with tears, when you’re done wandering aimlessly through the wreckage left in

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My Father’s Business

As I was praying the Rosary last night, as is often the case, I’m meditating through the lens of Maggie. In truth, she is the

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Heroic Friendship

Would you hold someone’s hand if it hurt you? I think of Rogue from the X-men. She always had to wear gloves, because if she

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