Eighth Issue

I’m fascinated by SPQR, especially the final days of the Republic, and I have a dark red shirt...

To hear the whistle of the wind, woody aromas bring on oceanic scents of the past, I smell...

Zenith arrives spotlighting the grass that shattered bright streaming light into the yellow...

I lay across his eyes, leaning behind to see the fluidity across his skin- sub-health’s pale,...