New Moon: On a moonless night
It's Friday, and our rose bush is on the brink of erupting with ten times more flowers than
Last Quarter: Funerals for the overlooked
Hello. It's Friday, and an abnormally late nor'easter has just swept over this landscape, leaving it
First Quarter (Zodiac Series): The form is the function
Hello. It's Friday, and after a decidedly false start last month, I'm making a fresh attempt
Last Quarter: Margaret Killjoy on confronting apocalypse
Hello. It's Friday, and I'm premiering a new post format: the interview. The themes discussed still
Full Moon: "Reconstruction" versus context restoration (a pagan pedant's primer)
It's Friday, and I can now hear the robins at dawn. Hello.
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