Harry's Last Stand
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Normal Was Built On Neoliberal Quicksand
JM Smith
"The sun is out today, but March wears spring as if it were winter. It’s been too bleak for too long and grinds my bones. These last six years have gnawed at us like crows on a carcass.
On this day six years ago, there was intermittent rain. I watched it splatter against the window from my hospital bed."









