Lest We Forget
Through a dream of mud, memory, and loss, a veteran revisits the trenches and the friend whose sacrifice still echoes in the silence of Remembrance.
A DIRECTED COLLECTIVE OF WRITERS AND THINKERS
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Experimental pieces of prose, creativity focused. Dark Academic writing with dark themes and flow.
12 essays
Through a dream of mud, memory, and loss, a veteran revisits the trenches and the friend whose sacrifice still echoes in the silence of Remembrance.
A monologue
To stop, and write no more; ay, there’s the scrape, for in that lack of prose what tales aren’t told.
Turquoise and citrine and gold and ruby… ruby red, crimson red, blood red, red sun, red clouds, red everywhere.
By Colonel G.R. Tomaini
Open your eyes you may hear your heart beat across this night.
A lyrical meditation on longing, memory and the spectral presence of a lover who haunts the city’s nights, where solitude meets fire, grief and revelation.
A hallucinatory descent through Parisian nights, exploring delirium, identity, desire and the collapse of reality as the writer drifts between two worlds.
A poetic meditation on dread as a constant spectre woven through memory, routine, loss, and the quiet decay of everyday existence.