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Songs of Old Stir Again

Through the thick darkness of the last few days, a quiet revolt has been happening. A small whisper though it may be, but perhaps this trickle of...

Miriam Simmonds

We’re on the edge of forever. These lands are frozen in a moment of time. Like a storm with no sound, a sunset of black and white. Still. A river...

Tremors. Memory loss. Fatigue. Confusion. Disorientation. The side effects I wasn’t warned about. No matter; We’re well acquainted now. Equally...