By: Hanoch Guy are helpless at the hands of the living, uprooting memory. The dead retaliate, invading dreams. Stand in line to demand their dues. Uri, with the satisfied smirk he wore when he beat me up with a split branch….
By: Hanoch Guy are helpless at the hands of the living, uprooting memory. The dead retaliate, invading dreams. Stand in line to demand their dues. Uri, with the satisfied smirk he wore when he beat me up with a split branch….