Winter 2019 Audio

Akai Ito

One life, one encounter. The 1920’s are drawing to a close; war is on the horizon. And just because people don’t lose things in Shinjuku station doesn’t mean that no one gets left behind.

The Lichen Man

Now that it’s spring, the plants creep back across the barbed wire. And deep inside the forest, something ancient is stirring…


No Stars

The phone lines stayed silent after the white out had passed, but on the fifth day, the spreading bloom of blood in the snow drew the neighbors outside, into the early thaw of an eager spring.

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