in bleak midwinter
in bleak midwinter
red lights flash chaos men shout
dead on arrival
* * *
winter 1965
icy stormy
dangerous Read the rest of this entry »
in bleak midwinter
red lights flash chaos men shout
dead on arrival
* * *
winter 1965
icy stormy
dangerous Read the rest of this entry »
It’s Christmas Eve, 1998. I’m sitting in a chair in our living room, facing our stereo speakers. Tears stream down my face. I’m listening to the annual live broadcast Read the rest of this entry »