Benjamin Welton Writing

What do they call me? They call me Ghost. They call me Friend. They send Christmas cards addressed to Grandson that arrive at my December doo..

The Baron rests within me like a malignent cancer chomping at my heart, my lungs, my brain. A metastasis of emergency, of urgency- I am no l..

Outside, the night is howling my name. Telling me to say my goodnights and goodbyes, Daughter, Mother, oh so soft and delicious the sky looks. On ..