I will not raise a Christmas monster.
Author Archives: Bryan J. Hall
A Christmas Note To Myself
Stay near the fire.
Familiarity tends to rob us of our wonder.
Another sleep and December is here.
In the fog of Quil, drinking snot
Just because I am in a weakened state doesn’t mean you have to come kill me now. I can still take you down. All of you.
If I Hear Another Woof
I might bark back.
