J. C. Kuehn Miller

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Birth Defect Awareness Killed by Sensational Media

Sensational reporting is the death of certainty and social awareness. The reporters seek to please their editors. The editors wish to please the paper’s owners. The owners want to make … Continue reading

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Entirely About Edamame

It’s a lonely thing- going crazy. Everyone has their preconceived ideas of insanity, but the reality is, not all crazies are the same. I do not belong in the psycho … Continue reading

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Neo-Fascist Clowns?

I. You’re taking a walk along your neighborhood’s greenway. The playful birds are calling out for mates; the frisky squirrel clings nonchalantly to the nearby oak’s bark. The local clown … Continue reading

October 4, 2016 · Leave a comment


The fireflies ascend in streaks against the purple dusk sky, (Let us be attentive) gracefully dancing like ballerinas shooting heavenward like resurrected falling stars. Their erect posture centers the collective … Continue reading

June 11, 2015 · Leave a comment

From Fall to Spring

In the form of fall, Our green lives take on color; In the likeness of dawn, The fiery fingers warm our eyes. After all the words have been said And … Continue reading

May 4, 2015 · Leave a comment

Working for a Non-Profit is More Than a Job (CDH Action Day)

Sunday, April 19th is Congenital Diaphragmatic Hernia Action Day. After gallons of coffee and hours of calling senators and congressmen, filling out indecipherable online contact forms for governors, Cherubs has … Continue reading

April 18, 2015 · Leave a comment

The Eyes Deceive What the Mind Perceives

“I see she has royalty in her blood. The way she holds her back slightly arched, chin in. She carries a grace; she flows. Her perfectly toned shoulders press up … Continue reading

March 4, 2015 · Leave a comment

The Serenade

Softly now. Let us drown the newborn in blessed kisses. Set it ablaze. Walk with me. Our futures are intertwined like threads in a Persian tapestry. Rising and falling, upright … Continue reading

February 25, 2015 · Leave a comment

Please, Call Me Jason

In the Name of the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit: One God, Amen. 7 years ago, during freshmen orientation, my friend nick-named me “Morocco.” It stuck. I … Continue reading

February 22, 2015 · 3 Comments