Good
Afternoon Death
I
cannot force myself to fear
a
pleasant, sunny day,
and
yet that’s when
most
people kill people.
Road
rage, gang fights, bank robbery
Car
wrecks, drug deals, spousal slayings
Suicides
and matricides and random death.
I
cannot force myself to enjoy
a
dank and gloomy night
and
yet I’m safer with the monsters.
Edward
Ahern
Ed Ahern resumed writing after forty odd
years in foreign intelligence and international sales. He’s had a hundred eighty
poems and stories published so far, and three books. His collected fairy and
folk tales, The Witch Made Me Do It, a novella The Witches’ Bane,
and his collected fantasy stories, Capricious Visions. He
works the other side of writing at Bewildering Stories, where he sits on the
review board and manages a posse of five review editors.
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