“45th Parallel” by Robin Wyatt Dunn
We will not subside, for there can be no epiphany; we march into the sand for the egrets, hunting them with our knives. No other …
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We will not subside, for there can be no epiphany; we march into the sand for the egrets, hunting them with our knives. No other …