My daughter, now six, is at her karate class. She moves up and down the hall with the others, blocking, kicking, punching. There’s fifty children
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THE SMILE – by John Tuite
The man was her uncle and he told her story… It was an unpleasant, tricky morning some years ago. I remember I wasn’t rising to
On the Kindness of Things by John Tuite
“Treat objects as if they had nervous systems.” Bruce Fertman. There’s an old porcelain telephone on the stage. It’s only there because in the second
