[“… visited / By no faint ghosts, by no gray men that were.” – Donald Hall]
I’m waiting for my ghost. Not of Christmas Past, but of the present. Show me my life, right now – show me my living ghost.
a daily microfiction from Terence Kuch
[“… visited / By no faint ghosts, by no gray men that were.” – Donald Hall]
I’m waiting for my ghost. Not of Christmas Past, but of the present. Show me my life, right now – show me my living ghost.
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