Everything's A Fan. Brother, Open Up Your

Little Black Horse. Where Are You Taking Your Dead Rider?

The Mirror Is The Mother Dew, The Book Of Desiccated Twilights, Echo Become Flesh.

Those Who Are Afraid Of Death Will Carry It On Their Shoulders.

As I Have Not Worried To Be Born, I Do Not Worry To Die.

Theatre Is Poetry That Rises From The Book And Becomes Human Enough To Talk And Shout, Weep And Despair