Animalia Paradoxa or, Contradictory Animals

I burnt it all down, like I promised. You didn’t think I would do it; those four walls held too much meaning for me, you said. You were right that the walls meant a lot. A lot of pain, and joy, and memory in them. An ode to history, and to our present. But you … Continue reading Animalia Paradoxa or, Contradictory Animals