Tuesday, October 17, 2006


Xibalba, terror of the underworld, you relinquish the souls of dead men, to walk a little season under the living sun before returning to the Shadow House. And while the spirits visit once again, they become our guests. I'm not afraid to hear their cries, because I know they're not that different than my own; and when they laugh, I know they see a deeper irony to my existence.

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