The Red Butterfly, Part Fifteen – Starve or Live on Whiskey
Short Story A man began to sing el Cante Jondo, The Deep Song, his voice like a volcano eruption. How can I properly explain the sound coming from this man‘s face? Once, while stationed...
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Ars Melodia – after Devil We Know by Lily & Madeleine
I think the morning before Knoxville is when we finally know, or at least when we can finally admit we know. Whatever’s been building these four months, whatever silt has been piling up in...
