You Can’t Say That: A Dispatch From the Front Lines of the Word WarsBy Roy Dawson, Earth Angel Master Magical HealerThe air smells like old coffee and silicon fear.Men once crossed oceans with rifles and prayers. Now we cross Terms of Service with synonyms and emojis.The robots are scared of nouns. They stalk us like thin cats in a bad alley.We s… Read More


Bad Investmentsthey say you really find out who your true friends are when your ship is sinking God has always been there for me You sit there, shaking. The walls too loud. The silence louder. You feel like you’re losing your mind.You ask yourself, “Do I belong to this?”This thing.This darkness.This circle that chants and spits and throws cur… Read More