Blood moon. Eclipse. At first a blotch of black at the edge. Like a bruise. Or black mold colonizing a wafer of bread. But then an hour later and the moon covered in congealed blood, or was it the color of rust?
posted by William Stevenson @ 5:51 PM
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I am a writer currently working on novels and poetry. Previously I have worked in the Selway Bitteroot Wilderness as a fire fighter and on trails, worked as an editor for a book company, and taught Latin and Literature at a Christian School. Two years ago I went to Poland to teach English at a church camp in Czarna Gora (winter) and in Wladyslawowo (summer). It is quite a beatiful country (piekny Kraj).
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