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Month: August 2020

Nearly apple harvest

Apples on a tree

I haven’t had a lot to say—what’s to say about the political world, in essays and social media, is being said by other folks.

I’m on the third draft of the next book, which will feature some impassioned Antifa folks and some protests, as well as Hekate and everyone else. In the meantime, this day of the new moon, I watch my apples ripen.