The Persimmon: An Introduction and Call for Artists
Against the dim of the waning sun stands tall the shadow of the Yggdrasil. The Tree of Life dressed in dusk becomes the Tree of Death, a towering totem to the lives lived and spent- […]
Against the dim of the waning sun stands tall the shadow of the Yggdrasil. The Tree of Life dressed in dusk becomes the Tree of Death, a towering totem to the lives lived and spent- […]
Within a certain house, There is a basement; this dark hell breathes of blood. A dried paste covers walls and the floors, Made for paintings, decorates doors. Dying fetuses that lie upon […]
As Ben’s younger (and only) sister, I’ve known him for a fair time, and something I’ve always known, in varying degrees, was that he loved the tv more than me. Throughout our childhood […]
We were standing in the gardens of lucidity, […]
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