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Muse for Monday

Mantra cold

Some people never understand. Mantra sees their confusion. She feels the pain. She knows the blindness is the cause of the confusion.

Muse for Monday

Mantra was looking for something this week. She refused to sing because she is loath to repeat herself. She suggested a gyroscope.

Muse for Monday

What is there about wolves which make them believe we do not notice how their wool coats hang funny?

Guest Post: When I started…

When I reached out for guests posts this time, I had a theme in mind. (Quelle surprise, non?)

Muse for Monday

Mantra at the crack of dawn is a strange and eerie sound: an oxymoron exercised in juxtaposition.