(Poem)
Tag: Desire
Totentanz
Three days of thought, dancing. A day or two of the dead. There’s the goddess who drowns children. The goddess… Read more Totentanz
When Gods Come Back Around….
The night before I left Seattle, my brother-in-law brought me two glasses of mead which we’d brewed together, a Methyglyn,… Read more When Gods Come Back Around….
Rhyd Wildermuth 