When I was eight I had a friend with a pirate’s smile —Cyndi Lauper, “Sally’s Pigeons” The missing and the murdered Alicia Showalter Reynolds: missing. . .
Hecate: O! Well done! I commend your pains, and ever one shall share i’ the gains… Sec. Witch: By the pricking of my thumbs, something. . .
…and a true crime mystery from Carla’s past to solve. Truly! In which Carla extolls the haunting music of the musician she has been highlighting. . .
Poe and Carla and Cupcakes: Nicetameetcha In which Carla explains why eccentric doesn’t equal crazy, that horror poetry is a thing, and cupcakes are linked. . .
See? Wasn’t kidding. Everything fascinates me. I want to learn it all and do it all and write it all down and this is why. . .