The Souls We Carry Hunger for Our Light
Issue #95
Winter 2004-05
The souls we carry hunger for our light. They who feel unfortunate, close in on the fields, convene around happiness. They hear the sound of it like laughter, on roads, through rain-blurred trees, the smell of it boiled through bones...
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