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STEPHEN COPELAND
AUTHOR & STORYTELLER


Poem: Desert Madness
Everything is dry. Nothingness for miles. But what a terrible thing it would be to quit walking. I mean, I could quit walking. But...


Poem: SP4CEM4N —> 5PACEMAN = 5P4CEMAN?
“The Enneagram can help us develop an awareness for our future and destiny, for that true face that we do not yet ‘have,’ but that...


How a Healthy Theological Starting Place Changes Everything
“Who are you at the core?” my therapist asked me years ago. I shrugged and said, “I guess I’m a sinner in desperate need of God’s...


The Fisherman’s Boy Who Saw His Future
There once was an old, wise, craggy-faced woman with long, gray hair. She was a witch and a fortune-teller, yet many believed she might...


Poem: Carolina
Has it really been seven years since you first pulled me from those fields, away from all I knew, away from sweet simplicity, the...


A Simple Song for an Anxious Mind
Have you ever stopped and listened? To the clanking silverware, to the cicada choir, to the hum of a dozen engines at an intersection, to...


A Little Story about All the Words there Ever Were
Once a year, all the words would gather together for a banquet. Big words and small words. Curse words and holy words. Normal words and...
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