Walking through the mou(r)n(ing of a)tain(ted life)

Reflections of the lost

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  • Published 20240206
  • ISBN: 978-1-922212-92-4
  • Extent: 204pp
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LONELINESS CHASED ME into the mountain.

Now I’m lost, standing under an overhanging tree that’s lurching over a rock that could crush me. The sun is going down. If I’m still here when it gets dark, my chances of tripping or slipping are a near certainty. I’m already damp thanks to my clumsiness by the waterfall earlier. 

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