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Winter, Quiet, and the In-Between
Winter has always been the season that asks me to slow down. Not in a dramatic way. Not in a way that demands resolutions or reinvention. Just a quieter way of being. Shorter days. Softer light. Fewer expectations to be visibly productive or constantly present. Winter doesn’t need constant proof that you’re growing. It assumes you are, somewhere beneath the surface. I didn’t plan to take a break from posting. It wasn’t a declaration or a boundary I announced ahead of time. It
E. C. Mira
Jan 173 min read
October is Here
The double-digit months have arrived. Somehow, October is here. It came softly, steadily, like a page turning itself. I always find this...
E. C. Mira
Oct 1, 20251 min read
T-28 Days until Remnants
Get Ready for the Ultimate Zombie Poetry Experience! Mark your calendars for October 25, 2025! The wait is almost over as I am preparing...
E. C. Mira
Sep 26, 20251 min read
Willow Hymn
I’ve always been drawn to cemeteries. Not in a morbid way, but in that quiet, reverent way that I am also drawn to libraries or old...
E. C. Mira
Jul 15, 20252 min read
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