THE EVENING PARTY HAS MOVED

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sorry for any inconvenience.  hope to see you there!

Sara 

Advance oh Night, and place cool hands over our burning ears, so that the day's blaze becomes but a murmur, a gentle glow around the edges that will flicker sleepily, and eventually expire.

I wish that, should you force open my ribcage with confident hands, the walls of my heart chamber would blush with as many brilliant strokes.

Back there, in November, I witnessed a short-circuit at the mouth of the tunnel. Flames crackled in a raging surge towards the heavens before turning into dust. The tide slipped the sand a final mercurial kiss before succumbing to the whiteout. Even the eye of God let his amber iris blaze before the advancing haze of sleep.