I wrote this for Samhain, 2013. My last great-uncle was fading fast and I had lost a number of loved … More
I wrote this last Halloween, when it rained on Samhain Night. A welcome break in California’s drought. Hail to the … More
It’s Samhain (SOW-wen) Night, the end of the old year and of the summer (and thus the harvest). It’s the one time of the year when the boundary between the world of the dead and the world of the living (and boundaries in general) are not clearly defined and thus anything can happen.