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Ongoing, First published May 16, 2014
The phrases are torn; the letters bleed. For silence to reign, the bold voice must be heard. It speaks without fear, it will not speak without cause. My throat is constricted, but my soul is not. At first they were mere whispers. At last they are decorated cries.All Rights Reserved
Table of contents
- Speakers of the SoulFri, May 16, 2014
- My Thoughts Are Your BecomingSun, May 25, 2014
- My Pain is Your LoveThu, Jun 5, 2014
- ForcedTue, Sep 23, 2014
- PresumptiousFri, Oct 17, 2014
- ListenFri, Oct 17, 2014
- Jennifer GardenFri, Oct 17, 2014
- Hear MeFri, Oct 17, 2014
- InconsequentialsFri, Oct 17, 2014
- TornMon, Oct 27, 2014
- There is No TomorrowMon, Oct 27, 2014
- Mother NatureMon, Oct 27, 2014
- A TightenWed, Oct 29, 2014
- There is Nothing In MeWed, Oct 29, 2014
- Leaf, O Foolish Leaf!Wed, Oct 29, 2014
- AutumnThu, Oct 30, 2014
- Pale OystersMon, Mar 2, 2015
- Elementary, My DearMon, Mar 2, 2015
- Glorious AppealWed, Mar 4, 2015
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