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by R.L. Black

Longing

In the beginning of us there was longing. One. Loneliness. Out of emptiness, I reach into infinity. Wishing, hoping, exploring. Pause, calm, surprise. Cold black warms to gray. Light emerging. Changing muddy to mauve. Matter mind meld. Consciousness. My breath infuses spirit, soul. Seeking, asking for love. Crawling, standing, reaching. No more longing.

AFTER THE PAUSE VOLUME 1 ISSUE 1

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After the Pause: Winter 2014  
After the Pause: Winter 2014  

The inaugural issue of After the Pause features experimental poetry, flash fiction, and visual art created by 39 artists from around the Uni...

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