Easter Sunday

Descending Theology: The Resurrection

From the far star points of his pinned extremities, cold inched in--black ice and blood ink-- till the hung flesh was empty. Lonely in that void even for pain, he missed his splintered feet, the human stare buried in his face. He ached for two hands made of meat he could reach to the end of. In the corpse's core, the stone fist of his heart

began to bang on the stiff chest's door, and breath spilled back into that battered shape. Now it's your limbs he longs to flow into-- from the sunflower center in your chest outward--as warm water shatters at birth, rivering every way.

-Mary Karr, Sinners Welcome

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Once it is confirmed that the points form a triangle the app needs to identify the type of triangle that was formed equilateral, scalene, isosceles, right-angled, obtuse, or any combination