Against Chill
Alana Massey

Yeah — whatever happened to warmth and kindness? The uber chilled don’t play my orphic lyre either. Being cool can be self absorbed to the point of not seeing. Frozen one-way vision. A cyber-based existence dosn’t help, we all live on lap-top islands, wireless cool lapping at the shores or our comfort zones. Sometimes there just isn’t a bridge, or a beating heart at hand when it gets too cold to be alone.

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