The Lament of the Wayfarer by L.M. Browning for J. and M. When the day comes and I at last clear this dense wood, I shall meet you on the other side. When the day comes and my path circles back to the place it began, we shall go on to that next place together. When...
A selection from Vagabonds and Sundries I live in a house filled with ghosts. The cat sees them, waking from a dead sleep to stare out into the emptiness where the demons dance, disembodied. I used to see them, when I was a child, unaccustomed to being haunted. Their...
