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i am who i am & when i grow up

when i grow up, i want to live in dr faustus house, and i hope the devil still comes to visit. i’d love to ask the old fellow one thing or two. the stuff that you never read about: life and death and all that.

ghosts on the ice

well, did you know that i am the grandchild of an inuit shaman?
we lived in newfoundland then, close to the edge of the ice. there were any number of ghosts there. no, not just stories, the real thing. there were shiny spectres, spiritual bums, ancient heroes, and also some ancestors with unfinished ends hanging out