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368 pages, Hardcover
First published April 16, 2019

Once upon a dark December, in a year we
must
remember,
Morbid mounds of ash and ember told a
gruesome tale of gore--

"What are you?" he asks once again, and he gulps with a grimace, as though swallowing swill. "Why do you look so cadaverous . . . and . . . so raven - ous?"
"The word is pronounced ravenous," I say with a smile.*






Whenever I'm not writing, time trudges forward with the maddening, mortifying, miserable, morose, moribund pace of a funeral procession.

