Ryan Everett Felton

  • The Man Who Ran for God (pt. 13)

    IV. My Mouth Will Tell of Your Righteous Acts THE GOD WE DESERVE IS JUST A MAN by Mary Jetson When I ask Gideon Dodd, 42, why he wants to be God, his eyes glaze over in that way many would assume means he’s staring straight through them, cooking up some diplomatic, sound bite-ready answer.…

  • The Man Who Ran for God (pt. 12)

    SELAH: IV It’s been three weeks since the debate at Radio City Music Hall. And tonight, Benjamin Dunwoodie hugs a beach pail with his thighs and dry heaves into it. Only a thimbleful of bile plops out into the bucket. There isn’t much left in him; he hasn’t been the same since Tanzania. “I am…

  • The Man Who Ran for God (pt. 8)

    SELAH: III There is a stomp, a shattering of glass, and blood. The bridegroom collapses into a heap upon the bunched train of his newly-minted wife’s gown. Flat red flowers bloom on the white of her dress from under her man’s heel, where shards of a wine vessel sparkle in sunlight from the dirt —…

  • A Routine (audio)

    I’m taking a week away from “The Man Who Ran for God” to work ahead and allow readers to catch up. In lieu of a new installment of that, please enjoy this audio version of my short story “A Routine,” from last year’s The Good-Bye Garden & Other Stories — which, incidentally, is for sale here.…

  • The Man Who Ran for God (pt. 5)

    VIII. A Vain Man through Pride Causeth Debate It was small, this little playhouse stage. Big enough to put on Our Town but certainly not The King and I. Two podiums were on either side, flanked by the drawn and roped curtains. Dodd looked around, heart pounding, forehead damp and chilly. But no one else…

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