Jan 18, 2020 | Featured, Fiction |
Every now and then, Farewell burst into excessively sonorous laughter. At each of these guffaws, I looked at him out of the corner of my eye. He looked like the god Pan, or Bacchus in his den, or some demented Spanish conquistador ensconced in a southern fort. The...
Apr 14, 2019 | Featured, Fiction |
The following note is not an apology of suicide – it is the simple and sober description of a spiritual situation. The more lucid and overwhelming one’s belief in Providence, the greater the temptation to get it over with, this business of life, but the greater too...
