“Visitors to the Abbey” from Coma Domo “Ah, look at these beauties, Brother Affino. Aren’t they magnificent?” “They are peapods, Brother Phil,” responded Affino, tugging his kimono’s hem away from the mud. “I doubt a peapod could ever to rise to the level of magnificence.” I stood, the folds of my own kimono falling over … Continue reading Visitors to the Abbey