The Eschaton: Upon Dreaming of a Barren Land, Bigfoot, and Kris Kristofferson as God Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down the barren boulevard, an urban desert, exploded skyscrapers gape, disembodied toothless grins stacked one upon the other. At the neighborhood park, mirth… Continue Reading →
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