Nonconnah Vs. The Spring Of Deception

An Escape From Doomscroll Valley

We Were Free Here Once But No Longer

Tied Together In The Deepest Currents

We All Want To Disappear Sometimes

The Seven Lights From The Dark

You Will Be Shown A Series Of Colors And Tones

You’re Too Old To Be Killing Rabbits, Beatrice

Fuck The Certain Price Of Goods

Louisville Voids Can Live Forever (In Memory Of Kuzi)

When They Opened Their Mouths They Sounded Like Shrieking Birds

This Crucible Of Ground Will Remain…

…Like Some Distant Star Collapsing