the lonely mountain apotheosis H. Sanders In the mountains at night, eating beans and drinking whiskey you’ll look at the fire and the fire is all else. you make you happy, being alone for a while, being the only thing for a while. Some say God is Fire and is Other and so for all intents and purposes it’s you and God in a black space of no echo, the occasional sleepy gnat, angel, ghost drifting up and over with […] Continue Reading
