I am blaspheming my way to paradise.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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Ways We Lie
“How are you?”
“Fine, thanks.”
~ by Russ Allison Loar
~ Photo by John Kounadeas
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Tombstones
When I was eight I dreamed I was standing outside my school on the grass with my classmates, waiting for my mother to pick me up. The boys and girls around me began to sink silently into the ground. Where each had stood, a tombstone rose. I was alone, surrounded by tombstones.
Now that I am older, the tombstones are real.
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# 245:
Time is born of a singularity,
tied to the temporal “before and after.”
The cosmological constant is the eternal “now.”
~ Russ Allison Loar
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tied to the temporal “before and after.”
The cosmological constant is the eternal “now.”
~ Russ Allison Loar
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Things
O nce I was a magician like you and owned many things.
~ by Russ Allison Loar
~ Photo by Stephen Hender
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