About those pesky undead folks…
“I thought you were dead.” “Well technically…I was, a while back, but not anymore. But we all know that it … Continue reading About those pesky undead folks…
“I thought you were dead.” “Well technically…I was, a while back, but not anymore. But we all know that it … Continue reading About those pesky undead folks…
In the dark We ran through the streets Slick with rain Back alleys Darkened windows Broken glass Rats The … Continue reading Stories We Shall Never Tell
We looked into the hole and wondered at the waxen decaying forms that lay below us. “I knew her,” my … Continue reading Memory of a distant love
School is almost out for the year. One child has graduated and the other still has a week to go. … Continue reading Patron Saint of a Quiet Mind