Table of Contents | 5 September 2005
"I've come for the child," he said.
We dream our fears as well as hopes, reflecting all the agonies and contradictions of the waking world; in dreams, demons rise from our darkest places.
Honestly, I didn't think Sci-Fi imagery was becoming such a "thing" with wine makers until I was browsing through a San Diego Trader Joe's and stumbled upon a bottle of Red Flyer table wine from Soledad, California.
He slips out at night, / when his swan-wife is sleeping / and takes her cloak of feathers with him.
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