The tires howl beneath us, echoing the sentiments of our long journey’s end. The wind singing of the eternal, cosmic static. Air sopped with nostalgic optimism; unpresuming, unchanging like public access programming. Mogwai wails its holy noise, the shapechanger Seer to the beautiful flow between….
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As I stood and watched the casket, I said to myself, “Dare I ask it?” I debated with myself over and over, while the people lean over. As I glared and stared, more and more I became scared. As my heart pounds and pounds, I heard from…