A.R. Geiger

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  • Peter Pan

    I’m not really a tattoo person. It’s not that I don’t like them, really, more just that tattoos are expensive, and I would rather spend the money on books or bookshelves or writing pens or possibly food and cleaning supplies and toilet paper. Or books. Because, you know, I’m a responsible adult with my own…

  • While They Weep

    The sky is weeping. It has been like this for three days, raining as though it would like to flood us from our homes, wash the trees from the ridge lines. Abba says it is because Amma is sick. He says the skies are weeping for her, because she will leave us soon. I think…

  • Our Father

    Our Father, who art in heaven… I hear the door of the nave creak as he comes in. The sanctuary is dark, only the candles around the altar still burning. I stand beside them, my eyes on the cross above the altar, and hold my breath as he comes down the aisle. I can already…

  • Matilda

    I have a confession about this one. I didn’t actually read it. I’m ashamed to admit it, but I have never, in my entire life, picked up a physical copy of this book and read it through start to finish. Instead, I listened to it on Audible, narrated by the lovely and brilliant Kate Winslet.…

  • Silas Marner

    I have a list on my computer of all of the books I’ve read this year. Aside from giving me the satisfaction of reading through the titles, (it’s weird, I know) it has also made me realize what an odd mixture of books I read. Everything from children’s fiction to adult novels, biographies to classics,…

  • Peanut Butter and Jelly

    She always made me a PBJ as soon as we got to work. Eat it slow, she’d tell me, that’s all you get until lunch. Then she’d sit me on a stool in the corner of the kitchen, and I’d watch her cook. No one else came to the kitchen as early as she did.…