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For the Love of Myth
For the Love of Mythby Michael DoyleWalking out past our prints in the Indiana snow,My youngest confesses that it’s hard to let it go.Greek myths have an existential edge, so inevitableCreative minds find themselves immensely incapableOf letting go, the stories … Continue reading →
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