Read Aloud, Stop the Sun, Make Him Run!

Let us roll our strength and all Our sweetness up into one ball; And tear our pleasures with rough strife Through the iron gates of life. Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run. -Marvell

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Oxymoron Mountain

Ayesha R. Gill, alias Blue Angel Ayes transformed into Sine Pari Writer, climbs circumspect, under-towed into a subduction zone. Battling to surface an Omnipresent Ocean, Ayesha’s faculties remain thoroughly intact. Tectonic Plate Boundary: Subduction Zone Unknown. Cut, chasing colorful corals She is viscously scorched. Her breath steadies. Oxygen… Pauce. Copped by Authority. Depressed by Respiratory Arrest, find: High AltitudeContinue reading “Oxymoron Mountain”

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