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Leo the Flying Lion

jup24

00:00 / 05:32

HOW I'VE SURVIVED FASCISM SO FAR (PART SEVENTEEN)

God of the Hunt

Before we flew away from the fascist regime, my cockroach friend and I developed a way to communicate with each other. I discovered that my friend could make soft hissing and chirping sounds, so I developed a way of asking him questions. My friend doesn't have ears, but he can feel vibrations. He might not completely understand human language, but he has an amazing ability to understand the meaning of different tones of voice. Since in our fascist society, it is extremely difficult to determine if something is real or not, I would ask my friend yes or no questions. My friend, as a cockroach, is hyper-aware of his surroundings--so much so that he can even understand the current political situation--his survival, like mine, depends on that ability to a degree. He would often watch TV with me when I turned on the news. He soon became an astute political analyst, and I would usually ask my friend if something said on TV was real by holding up both hands in a questioning gesture and then by touching his left antenna. He would hiss twice if the answer was "no" and chirp once if the answer was "yes." (Usually he hissed twice.)
As we were flying towards the forest, I became extremely worried that we wouldn't survive long if I remained a cow. I got so upset that I suddenly turned into a lion, which was a good thing--in order to survive in nature, you often need to be fierce. (Thank goodness that the scientist's potion was still enabling me to shape-shift.)
My friend also proved to be more than a bit psychic. After we landed in an abandoned Native American village site on top of a hill in the forest, a God of the Hunt appeared just before a deer crashed through the brush. Since I didn't want to risk throwing my friend off of my back, I didn't chase after it. I pointed at the God and held up my hands in a questioning gesture. My friend chirped once.

Ghostly Pioneer

Eventually as we wandered through the forest, I encountered the ghost of a pioneer. I pointed at the ghost and held up my hands in a questioning gesture. My friend again chirped once.

Singing Arias

We stopped to rest by a stream. I could hear a man on the other side of the stream belting out lovely arias, but I couldn't see him anywhere. My friend could hear the vibrations, so when I asked if the music was real, he chirped once. My friend and I crossed the stream and searched all over the hills for the man (or the angel), but we couldn't find anyone--even though he seemed to be singing loudly near us.

Faery in Lupine and Poppies

Eventually we came to a meadow blanketed by lupine and poppies. Suddenly I noticed a faery gently touching the flowers. I pointed to the faery and held up my hands. My friend chirped once.

Earth Mother

As we continued exploring the forest, I encountered a Goddess who appeared to represent the Earth. She seemed to be dreaming or in deep meditation. I didn't want to disturb her, but I wanted to know whether or not my senses were deceiving me. I pointed to the Goddess and my friend softly chirped once.

Mountain Lion by Stream

We came to another stream and suddenly encountered a mountain lion. Since we recognized that we were from similar species, we were immediately attracted to each other and soon became fast friends. Fortunately she wasn't even slightly disturbed that a cockroach was riding on my back.

Brown Bear by Stream

We hung out together by the stream for a few days. One day, a brown bear suddenly appeared by the stream and roared--as though claiming our territory. I sat down to let my friend slide down my back--I didn't want him to get injured in the battle. Then I and the other mountain lion attacked the brown bear. Soon the bear turned and high-tailed it out of there.

Western Tanager by Stream

We returned to the area that we considered our territory, and suddenly I saw a tanager eating my cockroach friend. I rushed over to save my friend, but the bird swallowed him before I could get there and quickly flew away. I roared in anger and sorrow and felt tears streaming down my face. I wandered alone into the forest and remained inconsolable for many days.

Poking my Head Out of a Hole

I felt such deep human emotions that I turned back into a person. Feeling vulnerable, I crawled into a hole. Eventually I poked my head out of the hole and decided to search for food.

Forest Temple

As I wandered down the path, I found a temple in the forest--a golden pyramid with a balanced cross on top. I couldn't believe my eyes. Unfortunately my friend wasn't there to tell me whether or not the temple was real. I walked around the pyramid but couldn't find a door. I walked up some steps and touched the temple. Suddenly a door opened, and I stepped inside.

Queen of Wands

The inside of the temple seemed to expand. In front of me a Queen sat on her throne. She held up a sunflower in one hand and a wooden wand in the other. Familiar with the Tarot, I recognized her as the Queen of Wands. The Queen spoke, "You are a knight. It is time now for you to become a Knight of the Element of Fire."

Knight of Wands

Somehow, inside the temple, I became a knight in the desert riding a horse near some pyramids. I felt a courage and strength and purpose that I had never experienced before.

Mars: God of War

Eventually as I rode my horse, I encountered the God of War surrounded by flowers. The Queen spoke again, "You are ruled by a great King--the God Mars, who will fill you with indomitable courage and power and strength so that you can fight for justice wherever you are. Through justice, you can maintain order and great beauty."

Venus: Goddess of Love

The Queen continued, "Remember that Mars experienced a powerful relationship with the Goddess Venus. Mars contains the potent, divine masculine life forces of strength and courage, and Venus contains the divine feminine life forces of love and beauty. Together, they reveal that through love, justice and beauty can become deeply connected."

Saturn: Father of the Gods

Suddenly the God Saturn appeared in the temple. The Queen continued, "Saturn is the Father of the Gods. He is a God of the harvest, a God of abundance. Saturn establishes the subtle basis for physical manifestion on earth and within the universe. Remember, brave knight, that all creatures who live in the physical world must die. Even the greatest mountains eventually break down. Death and change often cause terrible bitterness and sorrow, but do not fear: as physical beings, through death we transform in order to experience a greater awakening, a deeper understanding of our purpose."

King of Wands

Suddenly the King of Wands appeared in the temple. The Queen continued, "Someday, brave knight, you might command the power of Fire within you--so well that you also become a King in complete dominion of yourself and your realm--despite all the sorrows and terrors of this world. Keep the faith, my brave knight, and strive for both justice and beauty whenever possible."

All poems, stories, essays, illustrations, and music Copyright © 2025 by Jim Robbins.

Meeting the Moon Goddess

hinew

00:00 / 04:11

HOW I'VE SURVIVED FASCISM SO FAR (PART EIGHTEEN)

In the Moonlight

As I walked under the full moon, I experienced the deep mysteries of the subtle realms, and I suddenly felt profound joy, which made me dance a jig. I looked down to see my moon shadow on the ground and realized that the colors of my outfit had changed, possibly due to my intense emotions. "Wait," I wondered out loud, "what if my clothes are somehow revealing my emotions? Is that really a good thing? Isn't it usually safer to hide emotion in this fascist society?"

Venus: Goddess of Love, Beauty, Nature, and the Arts

The next day, I strolled through a field blanketed by flowers. I felt ravished by their beauty and also sensed a sweet energy--almost like love--emanating from the flowers. I felt like singing and dancing and playing my guitar.

Jamming with the Band

I suddenly felt magnificent and spontaneously danced another jig. When I looked down at my feet, I realized that the colors of my clothes had changed again--more greens and yellows this time. I felt like heading back to town and jamming with my band.

Hell's Angel

As I was skipping down the street on my way home, I encountered a Hell's Angel on his motorcycle. "Wow, that guy looks pretty intimidating and emanates some kind of scary wickedness, but riding that bike looks like fun," I thought to myself.

Hell's Angel Fool

When I got home, I got on my bike and rode around the neighborhood. I pretended to be a Hell's Angel and felt a little bit wicked but more than a little happy. As I was pedaling, I looked down at my feet and realized that the color of my clothes had changed again. "Does this happen to everybody?" I wondered.

Greenish Ogre

The next day, I took a hike through the woods. Suddenly a greenish ogre blocked my way. "If you want to pass through here, you have to do everything I say, exactly as I say it!" the ogre exclaimed. Since ogres are fascists, I backed away, wondering if his skin had turned green because of his emotions. I didn't want to be anybody's slave, so I found another path through the forest.

Well-Dressed Wage Slaves

Eventually I encountered several well-dressed workers who were each sitting behind a desk. "Why are you working out here in the forest?" I asked them.
"We are the ogre's slaves. We have to do exactly what the ogre says or he'll fire us and force us to starve in the forest," one of them responded. I became angry and noticed that my hat and clothes had turned red.

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Slaves in Rags

As I continued hiking on the path, I came upon slaves dressed in rags tied to trees. "Let me guess," I muttered. "The ogre tied you to these trees." They all groaned. I noticed that the color of my clothes had turned a dull brown as if I were feeling sad and miserable. After I untied them all, they dashed off into the forest.

Greenish Oligarch

Depressed by the different kinds of slavery in the world, I eventually found my way back to the city. At one point, I tiptoed by a greenish oligarch who was getting out of a limousine. He looked up at me and grinned as though amused by my misery.

Burdened Fool

In the city, I always felt burdened by society's problems, which weighed heavily on my shoulders--as much, if not more, than my own problems. Slightly ashamed as the oligarch laughed at me with his eyes, I gazed down at my feet and noticed that my clothes had turned a dark, mucky brown. I got the feeling that the color of my clothes made the oligarch happy because he wanted everyone to feel miserable and alone and powerless--because if the masses didn't join together and protest against the concentration of wealth in the hands of a few people, he could continue making mountains of money without worrying about any threats of mass protest or any other kind of political interference.

Skeleton Soliloquy

I felt like escaping from society, so I searched for a cave. Eventually, I found one not far from the city. Inside the cave, I discovered a skeleton who was trying to perform some kind of soliloquy, but I could only hear the clacking of his teeth. "I guess this poor guy doesn't recognize his own mortality. He doesn't know that he's dead," I mourned.

Flowery Fool

Obviously I couldn't live in a cave with a skeleton, so I returned to my apartment, but when I got home, I realized that I somehow needed to accept my own mortality--if I could. I knew that someday I too would become nothing but a skeleton, but before then I could do my best to enjoy all the flowers I could find--as well as love and beauty and the arts and the profound mysteries of the subtle realms. When I looked down, I noticed that my clothes were covered by flowers.

Firing on Protesters

I'm glad I found peace because the next day I joined a huge protest against the fascists, and the military fired on the crowd. Several people were shot. A few of them seemed to be dying. If the military kept massacring citizens that they were supposed to protect, I knew that I would have to remain fearless in the face of tyranny.

Demon Gauntlet

That night I dreamed that I faced a demon gauntlet. I felt that I had to make a terrible choice: remain cowering before the demons or risk dashing through the gauntlet to get to the other side--knowing that the demons could kill me. I woke up before I could make the choice.

The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters

That morning I remembered the old saying, "One lie can make us die." I thought of the countless lies that people had spewed out over the past decade and wondered how any of us had managed to survive. All of the lies had certainly caused a nightmare--a kind of mass psychosis that might result in catastrophe.

Happy Fool

I traveled to the hills again, and I decided as I walked through the flowers that I didn't care if people could see my emotions revealed in the colors of my clothes, especially when the colors reflected the beauty of the world and showed my feelings of love and joy.

All poems, stories, essays, illustrations, and music Copyright © 2025 by Jim Robbins.

Antifa Jellyfish

angl24

00:00 / 05:01

HOW I'VE SURVIVED FASCISM SO FAR (PART NINETEEN)

Anti-Antifa King

I attended the "No Kings Protest" in my town. Five thousand people attended the rally and held up signs next to the road and waved or cheered if people honked as they drove by. The King gave a speech about the protests a few days later: "Good citizens who support me, I have important news about the Antifa terrorists and criminals and illegal aliens and Hamas supporters who participated in the horrible hate-rallies in our beloved realm. We planted spies who took pictures and videos of the protesters. Then with special facial recognition software we quickly identified every Antifa criminal and terrorist. Next, through an experimental scientific procedure, members of a special government agency physically transformed each treasonous protester into the essence of what they are. For instance, some protesters transformed into jellyfish that float in the air. These jellyfish seem as harmless as balloons, but their true intent is to drift down and sting you and choke you to death. You must be extremely vigilant when near these jellyfish-like terrorists. Don't worry, good people of the realm, my wonderful supporters, the military is working quickly to remove all of the killer jellyfish from the realm." I peeked out the window and thought I saw pink jellyfish floating above the street. From a distance, they looked harmless, but I began to wonder if they might actually be deadly predators.

Antifa Starfish

The King continued, "Many of the traitorous protesters turned into starfish who crawl up and down the city walls and drop upon the faces of unsuspecting people and then suffocate them by closing their nostrils and mouths with their deadly appendages and tentacles. I must warn you: these terrorists have no mercy on anyone, not even good, God-fearing citizens. Again, don't worry, beloved citizens, the military is currently removing all these despicable creatures." I peeked out my window and thought I could see starfish clinging to the city walls.

Antifa Christ

The King continued, "During our experimental scientific procedure, several Antifa terrorists turned into Jesus look-alikes. Don't be deceived, good citizens: remember that Jesus was actually a dangerous rebel. The Roman Empire executed Jesus to make a very important political statement, my good citizens. Back in the day, crucifixion served as a public display meant to dissuade rebellion and enforce order through fear, much like acts of lynching--many rebels and leaders who challenged authority in those days suffered death by crucifixion. We will have to resort to the crucifixion of these deceptive Christ-like imposters, who are actually disruptive rebels and terrorists. If you see one, please notify the authorities." A picture of a Christ-like figure appeared on the TV screen. I peeked out of my window but didn't see any Christ-like people on the street.

Antifa Criminal Liar

The King continued his speech as a different image appeared on the TV screen, "What you see now, good citizens, are strange Antifa vermin who trumpet lies wherever they go. Don't be fooled, my good friends. If you are not careful, these terrible liars will deceive you with their terrorist lies so they can lull you into submission and then attack you and devour you!" I looked out the window but couldn't see any Antifa criminal liars anywhere.

Homeless Antifa Chimpanzees

The King continued his speech, "Some of you might have already encountered sad-looking Antifa chimpanzees on the street. Most of them are homeless bums who will steal from you every chance they get. They look vulnerable but really intend to rob you and kill you. Again, good citizens, be careful around these dirty vermin, the homeless ones especially. The military is in the process of taking care of them." I couldn't help myself: I peeked out the window again but didn't see chimpanzees anywhere.

Antifa Witch

The King continued, "Some of the Antifa terrorists have revealed their evil inner selves. Many of them have turned into wicked witches who practice black magic in order to drive you insane and put you in the ground. If you see any of these evil Antifa witches, please notify us, and we will take care of them." I didn't see any witches when I looked out the window.

Antifa Ogre

"During the experimental scientific procedure, many Antifa protesters turned into heinous ogres who murder good citizens and keep their skulls as trophies," the King claimed. "We have sent special forces to eliminate these evil ogre terrorists."
"Wow, I'm sure glad I haven't encountered any ogres recently," I said out loud to myself.

Antifa Demon

The King continued, "Of course, during our scientific procedure, many Antifa terrorists have turned into demons. Don't worry, good people, we have organized special forces to eliminate these demons from our realm forever!"
I muttered "Boy, I hope they get rid of those demons soon."

Antifa Snake in a Business Suit

The King continued his speech, "Surprisingly, some of the Antifa terrorists and criminals transformed into snakes dressed in business suits. They are obviously trying to look like upstanding citizens--with the intention of maliciously sinking their fangs into your neck and poisoning you." I was almost too afraid to peek out the window.

Antifa Cat Woman

"Some Antifa terrorists, during our scientific procedure, transformed into malicious cat women who seduce good, faithful men--with the intention of ruining the reputation of these men and stealing from them--or even eating them. The military is rounding them up even now as I speak." I immediately looked out of the window but didn't see any cat women.

Batty Criminal

The King continued, "Not unexpectedly, some handsome, well-groomed Antifa protesters grew bat-wings during our scientific procedure. Now everyone can clearly see that they are criminals--con men who will try to steal everything from you if you get too close to them. Don't fear, good citizens, the military is rounding them up as I speak. We are finding and eliminating all Antifa criminals." I didn't remember seeing any handsome, well-groomed protesters in the crowd during the rally.

Antifa Vultures

"Good people," the King stated. "I am sorry to inform you that some Antifa terrorists and criminals have transformed into vultures. They look like scavengers, but they are actually predators who peck their prey to death. They plunge their heads into the body of their victims as they feast on the innards. Really not very pleasant, I guarantee you. Stay as far away from these vultures as the military rounds them up." I just had to look out of my window again, but fortunately I didn't see any vultures.

House of Hamas Supporters

The King continued his speech, "We have even sprayed a special chemical on all residences in the cities where the protests occurred to reveal where the Antifa terrorists live. If Hamas supporters reside in a house, for instance, the head of a monster will appear. That way the military will know exactly which houses to raid." I went outside and walked around my house. Fortunately, I didn't see any monster heads anywhere on my house.

Anti-Antifa Ants

"We have recruited many brave people and animals to be part of our military and paramilitary forces. But don't worry, my brave supporters, they are only searching for evil Antifa terrorists and criminals. We will soon round up millions of protesters--I guarantee you!" the King exclaimed. I looked out of my window and thought I could see large ants carrying machine guns.

Antifa Vermin

"Our main mission now is to round up all the Antifa vermin and exterminate them as quickly as possible. Not one of them will escape justice, I guarantee you, my good, loyal supporters!" the King thundered as he ended his speech.

Antifa Fool

Suddenly I wondered what kind of creature I had turned into. I gazed in the mirror and discovered that I was the same old fool that I have always been. I was so glad that I had somehow managed to avoid the King's anti-terrorist procedure--so happy that I enjoyed a long walk in the forest.

All poems, stories, essays, illustrations, and music Copyright © 2025 by Jim Robbins.

Pendulum Dreams

big24

00:00 / 04:16

HOW I'VE SURVIVED FASCISM SO FAR (PART TWENTY)

Power Animal?

As I was hiking through the forest, I noticed a small metallic object glittering in the humus. I reached down and pulled a pendulum out from the pine needles. I once read that pendulums can answer yes/no questions that clarify the future and the past. You can tell the pendulum to spin clockwise if the answer is "yes" and counter-clockwise if the answer is "no." First, I asked the pendulum, "Was I destined to find you here in the forest?" The pendulum spun around clockwise--indicating that the answer was "yes."
I suddenly felt the back of my neck tingle a little--as though a stealthy predator like a mountain lion was watching me from a distance. I took out my pendulum and asked it if a mountain lion was watching me. The pendulum spun clockwise. "Yes, uh-oh." Then I asked the pendulum if I was going to encounter the mountain lion at some point in the near future. Again, "yes." I unbuttoned the sheath of my buck knife and kept hiking. I only had to take a few steps before I spotted a mountain lion nearby. It was about to pounce on a squirrel, so I took out my buck knife and slowly backed away from it. When I could no longer see the wildcat, I galloped away in the opposite direction.
When I eventually felt safe, I started thinking about the pendulum. "Does the pendulum know the future? Dumb question!" I thought. "More likely, the pendulum is expressing my soul, which apparently knows far more than my limited senses can perceive." Suddenly I had another idea. I asked the pendulum, "Was the mountain lion one of my power animals in a previous life?" The pendulum spun clockwise. "Yes! That must be how I could sense the mountain lion's energy! This is cool!" I exclaimed as I looked over my shoulder.

Thief

After awhile as I continued hiking, I suddenly knew without a doubt that someone was breaking into my car, which was parked about a mile away on the hillside, about five hundred feet above the foothill valley that I was exploring. I pulled out my pendulum and asked, "Can my soul see far away or was this break-in destined to happen?" The pendulum didn't spin. "Okay, wait. I just asked two questions." I tried again. "Is a thief breaking into my car?" Yes. "Was this break-in destined to happen?" Again, yes. "Wow, okay." I pondered for a few moments and suddenly blurted out, "Does all of time exist at once?" Yes. "Is that how my soul can see the past and the present and the future?" Again, yes. I concluded that we as human beings with limited physical senses in a 3D world can only perceive the present, but the soul from its perspective can perceive other times and other dimensions. Then, despite the significance of that idea, I plopped down on a rock and lamented about all the evil in the world for about fifteen minutes. Then I rushed back to my car. Sure enough, some idiot had broken the window on the passenger side and had opened the glove box. My only consolation was that he had left empty handed. Boy was I pissed as the freezing cold air swirled through the passenger compartment as I was driving home. At one point, though, it suddenly occurred to me that the soul can transcend space and time--something that had never occurred to me before.

Underclass

A few weeks later, after I had gotten the window replaced, I returned to the foothills. Not far from the road, I encountered a poor family resting together on the hillside. The father pleaded, "Please, sir, do you have any food that you can share with us? We just started working in a packing plant not far from here, but we haven't eaten in a while." I took out a box of granola bars from my backpack, the only food I had, and handed it to him.
The family thanked me profusely. As I continued on my way, a strange thought occurred to me. "In our society, the obscenely rich need to maintain a permanent underclass, yet the people in power have deported most, if not all, of the brown and black people, which means that many white people who had supported the dictator are now becoming members of the permanent underclass." I took out my pendulum and asked, "Did the racist oligarchs and plutocrats and kleptocrats plan all along to deport people of color and maintain a permanent underclass of white people?" Answer: yes. "Wow," I thought to myself. "My pendulum can even answer complicated social and economic questions! I guess my soul is pretty intelligent."

Dirt and Ashes after Fire

As I was hiking, I unexpectedly discovered that instead of clearing away dead trees and brush and leaving the healthy trees standing, a wildfire had totally incinerated a large section of the forest. Nothing but dirt and ash remained. I took out my pendulum and asked, "Is global warming responsible for the total destruction of this forest?" Answer: yes. Then I asked, "Corporate executives disseminated disinformation for decades and controlled corrupt politicians through huge campaign contributions. Are corporate billionaires the primary cause of global warming? " Answer: yep.

King of Skulls

Then I remembered that before the dictator was elected president, I had predicted that he would be impeached--then, to stay in power, he would invoke the insurrection act and establish martial law. People refused to listen to me. Nobody believed that it would get that bad. I asked the pendulum, "Is the dictator going to invoke the insurrection act and use the military to control the population?" Yes. "Is the supreme court going to allow the dictator to invoke the insurrection act even though no rebellion or insurrection or invasion is occurring anywhere in the country?" Yes. "Are soldiers going to shoot peaceful protesters." Yes. "Is the supreme court going to allow the dictator to get away with murder?" Yes.
"Yikes!" I blurted out.

Oligarchic Ruler

I continued to ask the pendulum questions. "Are oligarchs and kleptocrats and corporate billionaires actually ruling the country, not the dictator?" Yes. "Have the super-rich been planning to overthrow democracy for decades?" Yes. "Did the super-rich get loyal handmaidens appointed or elected to positions of power as a way to establish and maintain their authoritarian rule?" Yes. The pendulum confirmed what I had suspected for decades.

Dictator Curious

I couldn't help but ask more questions. "Did oligarchs and plutocrats in this country work with oligarchs and plutocrats in other countries to establish global authoritarian rule?" Yes. "Are the dictators planning to maintain control through ruthless autocratic measures--such as sending dissidents to concentration camps or murdering them or both?" Yes.

Salute of the Republican Fascists

I continued, "Do autocrats now have total control of one of the two political parties in this country?" Yes. "Do they control a majority of justices on the supreme court." Yes. "Is this autocratic attempt to overthrow democracy an act of treason?" Yes. "Would the Founding Fathers of this country also have considered the attempt to overthrow our representative republic an act of treason?" Yes.
I muttered, "If only somebody in power would do something to stop the traitors."

Trolling the Constitution

I just had to ask more questions. "Are the super-rich autocrats planning to tear up the constitution?" Yes. "Can federal judges stop them?" No. "Will the supreme court stop them?" No. "Will congress at some point stop them?" No.

Civil War

"Okay," I continued. "Will the attempt to overthrow democracy result in violence?" Yes. "Will the right-wing cause most of the violence?" Yes. "Will the right-wing try to put-down protests using violence?" Yes.

Icy Paramilitary

I continued, "Will the paramilitary forces detain dissidents and non-Christian people of other faiths and people of color and gays and transgender people and homeless people and anyone else they don't like and send them to concentration camps without due process--even though they are citizens of this country?" Yes.

Detaining a Christian Refugee

I asked, "Will paramilitary forces even arrest Christians who are following the commandments of Christ and God to love one another and welcome the stranger--simply because they are protesting the anti-Christian cruelty and lies and lawlessness of the people in power?" Answer: Yes.

Another Traitor in the Public Square

Then I asked, "Will people who are fighting for justice and equality and liberty be executed in public--to discourage rebellions and enforce authoritarian order through fear?" Yes.

Can Anyone Escape the Drones?

Kind of afraid of the answer, I asked this question, "Will the fascists resort to extrajudicial execution without due process and kill members of the opposition with drones and missiles?" Yes.

Another Real Insurrection

"This is getting really depressing. I wish I hadn't found the pendulum," I thought, but I asked another question anyway. "Will the fascists try to incite other insurrections or even try to cause a civil war if they begin to lose power?" Yes.

Justice: Libra

I asked one more question, "Will the traitors and fascists and autocrats ever get what they deserve for their criminal behavior?" Yes.

All poems, stories, essays, illustrations, and music Copyright © 2025 by Jim Robbins.

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