What are all these countries and how did they appear?

The descent is easy, the trick is the return: I have parted paths in a dark wood with The Deadlands. The May issue will mark the last of my work as poetry editor, the Roman month of the restless dead. It was an honor to read and publish all of the grief-telling, ghost-talking, chthonically crossing work that came over the transom during my tenure. Whether you subscribed or merely enjoyed and said so, thank you for your support. This pomegranate interlude was one of the few consistent pleasures of a plague year. I wish you all well in your own underworlds.