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The Sandstone Journal
A collection of words & odes to the liminal spaces we inhabit.
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Lynnee Jacks
Feb 262 min read
Message for the Last Days of February
February sticks out of the calendar like a sore thumb with her oddly shortened days.
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Lynnee Jacks
Sep 6, 20244 min read
On the Art of Writing, of Breath
The job of a writer is to make the reader feel something. I might want to move you to action or to remind you of a fleeting moment in...
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Lynnee Jacks
Sep 4, 20242 min read
September is Yellow
September is yellow. I don’t know why I know this, but the word is written in cursive script, same shade as the sun that shines most of...
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Lynnee Jacks
Oct 30, 20205 min read
Out I Go
A Personal Essay // 2019 ROAM Awards Finalist Part I Discovery This is the age of looking through a thousand windows into a thousand...
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