Historical Setting: 561 CE, Gaul “Know I love you Eve. Know you are loved.” I learned those rich and true words of a parent to child by listening for answers to my own gnarly and riled prayers. In times when I believe the world hates me I unfurl my ugly smudge of self toContinue reading “Post #2.3, Thursday, 11-7-2019”
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Post #2.2, Wednesday, 11-6-2019
Historical Setting: 561 C.E., Gaul What can I say to her? The huge chasm between us is more of deaths than of measured time. She keeps enough distance between us that my longing arms would not reach her for hug in case I should follow my impulse. I try to fill the hollow silenceContinue reading “Post #2.2, Wednesday, 11-6-2019”
Post #2.1 Tuesday, 11-5-2019
Historical setting: 561 CE, Gaul I call through the cottage door, “Eve, don’t be afraid. Please come and walk with me to the hill to your mother’s grave and we will place flowers together. Let’s go now and cut a bouquet from the yellow bobbing heads that fill the wild meadow so late in thisContinue reading “Post #2.1 Tuesday, 11-5-2019”
(10-24-19 post 1.6) 561 C.E. Gaul – October Chapter – “Scars”
I can’t let him go on alone to gather the dead. His leg is withered as one weakened by plague. It would be hard work even for a strong man to dig the graves and to bring the bodies of the dead to the hill for the burials. I demand to help. The flatContinue reading “(10-24-19 post 1.6) 561 C.E. Gaul – October Chapter – “Scars””
Lazarus Ink 