Wire Hangers, Curtain Rods, Queers and Guns; a Short Story

I looked to the clouds gathering on the horizon . . . Thomas Sarebbononnato To tell a story of woe; to write down what has been suffered; to see what is afoot; to see where we are going, maybe where we have been; to understand what has been; these and more are what we are … Continue reading Wire Hangers, Curtain Rods, Queers and Guns; a Short Story