(Three-and-a-quarter printed pages. If you’re new to these tales, here are the preface and introduction.) THE FIRST CLUE PROSATIO SILBAN had to the midnight intruder was the sound of someone rifling through his galleywagon pantry. The second was the paring-knife…
Day: March 26, 2020
Plague Haiku
THE PAIN IN MY CHEST Is growing by the hour. I hope it’s heartburn.