Take Me to Church

My lover’s got humor She’s the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody’s disapproval I should’ve worshiped her sooner If the Heavens ever did speak She is the last true mouthpiece Every Sunday’s getting more bleak A fresh poison each week “We were born sick”, you heard them say it My church offers no absolutes She […]

Fire on the Mountain

Every so often we get a submission that takes our breaths away. This is one of those times. This embodies everything we are about here at NART. Grateful to Heather for sharing it with us! Now hold your breath because it’s about to be taken away …

Room by the Bay

You’re not very fond of your room by day. You never think about it. You’re in and out, the door opens and slams, the cupboard creaks. You sit down on the side of your bed, change your shoes and dash out again. A dive down to the glass, two pins in your hair, powder your […]

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