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Are There Books About Us Or Something?” This Makes Pressia Angry - The Idea That This World Is A Subject Of Study, A Story, Instead Of Filled With Real People, Trying To Survive.

Memories Are Like Water.

I'm A Writer Of Faith. I Was Raised Catholic, And I Have A Deeply Catholic Imagination.

What Does It Mean To Be Catholic And Not A Catholic? I Feel Adrift, Homeless. My Catholic Imagination Allows Me To See The Soul As A Lit Breath, Seeking The Divine. It Persists.

My Childhood Was Marked By The Great Fear Of Nuclear Holocaust. We Practiced Our Civil Defense Drills, Lining Up In Hallways, Curled To The Floor, But We Knew We'd Die Or, Worse, Survive Only To Suffer Radiation And Slow Death.