figmentsFind here the content for our second issue of Figments, published December 2015
I was up on the wire when the Ringmaster killed the clown. With my eyes closed and all my focus on my feet, I did not notice what…
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath…
“And now for the final ingredient… Time!” the jolly clockworker announced to his son, as he sprinkled the watch with a generous helping of the fine green powder.…
“In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.” – John Muir Red, White, and Blue: southern Utah in winter. Red rock Canyonlands stretching out…
come in! take a seat! so glad to meet you— yes, down to business. here’s what we do. you surely know it’s long been thought by those who…
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