PinnedMaryam ComstockWhere the groves bleed ancient secrets(Please que this song while reading: https://youtu.be/enKo4hXvCvUJul 6, 2021Jul 6, 2021
Maryam ComstockThe tents spread out over night like white mushroom caps — more and more emerged each day of the…The rays of the sun crept into the crevices of the barn, glistening on the cobwebs in the corners. Sofia was sitting inside, on dry and…Jul 13, 2021Jul 13, 2021
Maryam ComstockShop of doomsday artifacts presents:The inside of the bush was conveniently hollowed out by two years of eager eavesdropping- at first, Pat tried cutting down the branches…Jun 29, 2021Jun 29, 2021
Maryam ComstockDoomsday Diarynot a single spider had remained in long forgotten corners, leaving behind intricate fringes of lacy webs to collect dust and desolationJun 25, 2021Jun 25, 2021
Maryam ComstockWho am I, who are We?A frail woman places her hand in mine — it is almost weightless. Her skin is translucent and I can see the blue spiderweb of veins, each…Jun 24, 2021Jun 24, 2021
