How could I forget? Sacrilege scorched To the back of my eyelids And I see it over and over Every… Read more The Church

How could I forget? Sacrilege scorched To the back of my eyelids And I see it over and over Every… Read more The Church
Bathed in Glory His kingdom was vast Control was expectation Servitude his making Every soul given freely He just… Read more The Seven Deadly Tankas… Sloth
Robert Louis Stevenson and Autumn Fires It’s autumn, no it’s not; oh yes it is and from the weather I… Read more My Special Guest tonight is…
How could I forget? Sacrilege scorched To the back of my eyelids And I see it over and over Every… Read more The Church