I, Persephone
I am the goddess Persephone, riding a train down into the underworld of New Orleans.
This is poetic prose that I wrote on my train ride from Rochester to New Orleans in mid-November, 2011.
"A myth is a self-conscious lie told in the service of a deeper truth" ~Douglas Brooks
Winter is the time of going under. The time of dark long nights spent seeking warmth, hoping …
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