Courting The Wild Twin
Stop Saying That the Earth Is Doomed You may be doomed, I may be doomed, the earth not so much. And anyway, do you have any idea how offensive that is to the gods? To any amount of offended magics? Especially to your children? To the perpetual and ongoing miraculous?...
Flesh
He and Ödon wait in the cold wood. It’s a winter afternoon and under the trees it’s already quite dark as they stand next to the car smoking cigarettes. “Who’re we waiting for?” István asks. “Just some guys,” Ödön says. “Are we in Croatia?” István asks, a minute...
Island
Ynys Enlli was among the many remote places of the west and north-west coasts of Britain and Ireland to be settled between around 500 and 1000 AD. During those centuries, an extraordinary migration occurred. Monks, anchorites, solitaries, and other devout itinerants...
There Are Rivers In The Sky
‘Grandma?’ ‘Umm?’ ‘When I go deaf, will I forget your voice?’ ‘How is that possible? The ear never forgets what the heart has heard.’ ‘I don’t know what that means.’ ‘It means my voice will always be by your side – even after I’m gone. Because I’m impressed here … and...
On The Road
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like...