Emily McGuff
Bio
Author of Crystalline (self-published on Amazon)
Lover of lyrics and poetry.
Obsessed with sci-fi and fantasy.
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Serrated
When Grant was a child, he was what the neighbors called “odd.” He would often keep to himself, examining the on-goings of ants and slugs and toads. But Grant could often be seen just watching. Watching the other children. Watching the adults. Watching for something to happen.
By Emily McGuff8 months ago in Fiction
Jettison Humanity
Introduction: The song below was written for a dear friend. When he was a kid, he would stare into the night sky through the lens of a telescope, imagining the possibilities. Through that thin, man-made cylinder of plastic, metal, and curved glass, he was able to glimpse other worlds. He talked nostalgically about how he was fascinated by the stars and all of the space that existed beyond our fingertips. This idea kept floating up, unable to be held down by the gravity of day-to-day troubles: that all of our problems and all of our stresses would mean nothing in the vacuum of space. Sometimes we are so bogged down by the weight of our issues on this hunk of rock, but in the deep blackness of space, they are hardly significant.
By Emily McGuff10 months ago in Beat
