N Quotes

“What was there to do? This place once seemed so great, but now so was the void left behind. The mine lied as an empty cage of ribs. Though the veins were now dried, their outline remained. They bleakly traced the titan and the town where it once rested its head. What was there to do when the heart had become just mineral dust staining the empty beds of trucks?”
― A. Lynn Blumer, N: Poems and Stories

“At least she got out with her hide, though, it's hard to say if she was left with anything else.”
― A. Lynn Blumer, N: Poems and Stories