Wherein we set sail.  

Harpoon our inbox: [email protected]  

Share a pillow with our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).  

Wherein we are outfoxed.  

Mind the barbed wire on our inbox: [email protected]  

Sound the horn on our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).  

Wherein we’ve only got 100 years to live.  

Chisel into our inbox: [email protected]  

Divd into our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).  

Wherein me meet a friend over the wall.  

Discover our inbox: [email protected] 

Fly over to our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous). 

Wherein we chip away at an ill omen. 

Deliver magic to: [email protected] 

Ride the winds to our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).  

Wherein hope floats.  

Surface a missive: [email protected]  

Borrow an axe from our neighborhood Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).  

Wherein we are allotted 48 hours to die.  

Send us an angel: [email protected]  

Open the door to our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).  

Wherein we share company.  

Place a note, cleanly, into our inbox: [email protected]  

Peruse our booth on Facebook (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).  

Wherein we cannot believe our eyes. 

Inspect our rose bushes: [email protected]  

Embroider our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).  

Wherein the die is cast.  

Bet on our inbox: [email protected]  

Take a chance on our Facebook page (Ghost Writers, Anonymous).