Canticle for the Apocalypse

Home Correspondence Canticle for the Apocalypse

Something strange is haunting our dreams these days.

The teenage cashier at the grocery store is conversing with a customer in front of my sister.  “That’s right,” she says.  “The only thing that will work now is for civilization to collapse so we can all go . . .

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