Adam Gordon is a brilliant, if highly unreliable, young American poet on a prestigious fellowship in Madrid, struggling to establish his sense of self and his relationship to art. What is actual when our experiences are mediated by language, technology, medication, and the arts? Is poetry an essential art form, or merely a screen for the reader's projections? Instead of following the dictates of his fellowship, Adam's "research" becomes a meditation on the possibility of the genuine in the arts and beyond: are his relationships with the people he meets in Spain as fraudulent as he fears his poems are? A witness to the 2004 Madrid train bombings and their aftermath, does he participate in historic events or merely watch them pass him by? In prose that veers between the comic and tragic, the self-contemptuous and the inspired, Leaving the Atocha Station is a portrait of the artist as a young man in an age of Google searches, pharmaceuticals, and spectacle. Born in Topeka, Kansas, in 1979, Ben Lerner is the author of three books of poetry The Lichtenberg Figures, Angle of Yaw, and Mean Free Path. He has been a finalist for the National Book Award and the Northern California Book Award, a Fulbright Scholar in Spain, and the recipient of a 2010-2011 Howard Foundation Fellowship. In 2011 he became the first American to win the Preis der Stadt Münster für Internationale Poesie. Leaving the Atocha Station is his first novel.

"Fanning wisdom's flame within the heart of the reader.... This book will shed light on the spirituality of generations past as well as the light that is being called forth for future generations." She was not sleeping well. Dreams, headaches followed, the nightmares started, Night terrors which were terrifying for the both of us... then the loss of weight; I took her to a Dr. he suggested medication, which did not help. The nightmares became worse. Every night she went to bed, she would dream...she would wake up screaming, terrified every night for several weeks. Imagine a child any child going through this. I was beside myself not knowing what to do. Her headaches were getting worse, and her weight loss was worrying me. I did the only thing I knew to do; I prayed to God to help us. I was scared for my daughter, and I did not know how to stop this. I also did the second thing I knew to do; I took her to the doctor again. I told him about her nightmares, and he looked at me like I was a crazy person and asked me what I thought those nightmares were going to do to her, harm her? I said yes they already were. I was afraid for my daughter; I was afraid the nightmares were going to destroy her. He laughed. I lost all control. I could not help her, so I was putting her in someone else's hand who is supposed to help her, someone who is supposed to be a healer. He was more concerned with her weight loss and headaches and put her in the hospital for further testing. I met a mother whose daughter shared the room with my daughter. They asked me questions about my daughter, about her dreams, so I proceeded to tell them the story. The daughter kept looking at her mother, then asked her if she should tell me, only to hear her mother reply no. The mother asked me what I thought would happen if my daughter opened the door? I did not hesitate. I knew if my daughter opened the door to the man in black my daughter would die.... This broke my heart because I felt so alone with all of this, and I had no way to prevent it. How could I help my daughter? I had prayed and asked God to help me, and I knew he was the only one who could help me for this was way out of my league. The young women looked at her mother and said mom we have to tell her. Finally, I yelled, tell me what? If you have something to tell me that will help my child, PLEASE TELL ME! I was desperate and somewhere inside I knew my answer was sitting right here before my very eyes.... Find out how Kathy helped her daughter and many others with her gifts from Spirit.

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Most of the text of this story and play is comprised of the stories from the people. I contend and tell my stories from my thoughts and reality of the same society remains between two countries and acknowledges me over long hours of conversation in the remote area in Nepal with a few villagers. To set the context of these oral stories, I have written an introduction about the background material in each chapter. In a number of instances, I have found it necessary to insert additional background information in the text about an interview and some are made up, combining their past and future. In the story, I introduce the base of reality that we all have to go through once in our lifetime. It could be any manner of circumstances. We have different categories of action or facts in our future once. The story is totally made up but based on facts in that part of the world.

Spirit in the Tears is the heartbreaking story of a ten year old girl who is suddenly stricken with a deadly disease and plunges into a diabetic coma. From Germany she is flown to Fort Sam Houston, Texas and admitted do the Brooks Army Medical Center in San Antonio, Texas where her life remains critical and chances of survival become very shallow as she faces death every day for months. Her recovery is slow until she begins to show signs that there is still a life worth living. Somehow a divine influence moved in the family's life through prayer and faith. Experience how her father, who became a single parent, took charge of the difficulties they encountered from those who wanted to take her away from him. It is a story of struggle and hardship that a father must endure to keep his handicapped daughter alive and to ensure her that he loves her no matter what adversity they faced.

This is the story of two people. One knows who They are and the other is torn between living his own life or the life society imagined. Making the ultimate sacrifice would he choose to follow society or make his own path?