“The forecast was cloudy with extended periods of consciousness, followed by a stitch in my side and a sense of impending doom swelling to a symphony of demolition” — Edward Morris Copy Share Image
“For just a little while, in all our lives, we're granted brief glimpses at the way things really operate. In those times, we learn… — Edward Morris Copy Share Image
“The elflocks of the crowd were every color of the rainbow, as was the light from their eyes that shone through the mask of… — Edward Morris Copy Share Image
“Our meeting was inevitable. Our love was terminal. But God and Goddess damn it, our daughter was no mistake at all.” — Edward Morris Copy Share Image
“The forecast was cloudy with extended periods of consciousness, followed by a stitch in my side and a sense of impending doom swelling to… — Edward Morris Copy Share Image
