Graveyards of idiots I reached a moment of pure honesty on the morning of the eve of my fifty-fifth birthday. … More
Tag: Nuclear bomb
Drunk at the End of the World
I witnessed the curling black mushroom cloud for the briefest of moments, it reached over the city on fire like … More
The Song of God
Julius opened the book. It was a large tome, a leather hide for a jacket and pages so yellowed with … More
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