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All Bedlam Courses Past (part one hundred seventy-eight)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Seven Can’t Leave for Staying (part one hundred seventy-eight) He sat rubbing his father’s hand with a wool sock. Fire warmed the cabin, but warmth was in the weather today, too. Heavy fog forecast change, and […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part one hundred seventy-seven)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Seven Can’t Leave for Staying (part one hundred seventy-seven) Morning, his eyes opened to fog, inside the cabin and out. He put off clammy blankets, shifted cats of his mother’s who’d clustered between his legs. He […]
The Totem-Maker (part sixty)
The Totem-Maker Chapter Six A First Road (part sixty) “Eat. So that I may.” I pooled wine in my bowl, sopped my bread, finished while I watched around me. Many of the Emperor’s men were aboard these vessels of our hosts; the Hezhnian […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part one hundred seventy-six)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Seven Can’t Leave for Staying (part one hundred seventy-six) Mary had been close about that vegetable patch. He could fork soil in his good time, with the excuse of being his brother’s prop-in-sorrows. The day Mrs. […]
Right Thought (poem)
Right Thought You would be free You would begin your hell-bound trek to liberation Attracted by a campaign Of eradication Clean surfaces, How To…how nice Soon emptied drawers exhale colonies Of clutter-squatters, camped on chairs You tell yourself, “I will clear three shelves” But small embodiments, often figurements Show you in […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part one hundred seventy-five)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Seven Can’t Leave for Staying (part one hundred seventy-five) He had toted along his books, to Fletcher’s disdain. Fletcher, demonstrating what good a book was, snatched one from under the fifteen-year-old’s eyes, and tossed it in […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part one hundred seventy-four)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Seven Can’t Leave for Staying (part one hundred seventy-four) But for having thought, you had to act. You could not tempt God when you knew you walked angel-less. Richard hated his father a notch more for […]
My Blog Week: September 8 to September 14
All the Latest from Torsade! Two Bedlams, with a burial and a ride home, and a Totem, with worse and better sides of human nature. My Blog Week: September 8 to September 14 […]