Thingish Things

A .50-Caliber Fantasy

A terrible image acquired from an essay I once read about The Great Famine in Ireland comes to mind whenever I read about starvation: dead children scattered along verdant roadsides with hands and mouths stained bright green.  They ingested grass by the fistful to stave off hunger pains before dying. That haunting image returned this […]

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