CHILD WITHIN Run and run until the day was done, fun in the sun, Not a care, chasing butterflies within the wind. A book that’s numbered beginning with one until it’s done, I played in the sun, playing and laughing with children no more. A child within an adult that would one day find a […]

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What are we when confronted with the interior vortex which swallows us into absurdity? —E. M. Cioran, On the Heights of Despair The eerie… is constituted by a failure of absence or by a failure of presence. —Mark Fisher, The Weird and the Eerie The End of the World came and went. Most of us […]

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