Four years ago, I published Discordia, my gift to the Goddess. I’ll have something for her next year on the five year anniversary. For now, a poem for my beloved Goddess… For Discordia, On Her DayToday, I eat hot dogsI eat them with the bunsDiscordia tells me not to*&^% HER! SHE CAN’T TELL ME…
The start of the fifth month of the year! Discordia Day is fast approaching and you know what that means… JUST FOUR MORE DAYS ‘TIL YOU CAN PRE-ORDERHOUSES OF THE BLOODED! In other news, I’ll be celebrating Discordia Day the same way I always do. It’s a tradition on Discordia’s most sacred and holy day…