Plague Poems – The Seventh Week
Before you face the new week pause and remember the horrors of the previous week. By this week’s end last week’s many tragedies will be forgotten displaced by new woeful … Continue reading
May 6, 2020 · 14 Comments
The End of the World?
Except this star there is nothing, I thought, and it Is a wasteland. It is our only refuge and this Is what it looks like. – Brecht 1. First, … Continue reading
January 23, 2020 · 15 Comments