Historical Setting, Samhain in an unknown time and darkness It is a dark hovel with an earthen floor and no fire though there is the damp smell of decay. Life before must have been long ago. My hair and beard are spread all around me, long and unruly like long dark flickers of coronaContinue reading “#61.15, Thursday, Oct. 31, 2024”
Through eyes of Jesus' fictional BFF wander the Great Emergences of History
Lazarus Ink 