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------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Allison Bothley is a writer and mom based in Orangeville,...

The world’s ending. Oceans have swallowed the coasts, society's in freefall, and your survival instincts are about to be tested. No...

The end of the world isn’t what it used to be, right? For one thing, it’s closer. And it’s less a single, zombie-fueled event and more of...

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______________________________________________________________________ P.Lilley - MULTIMEDIA VISUAL CANADIAN ARTIST @slow_gallery

To listen to the song click here Crash Landing Written by: Walter Lolli July 4,...

rusty bus forever parked out front of boarded windows chipped paint tire-swing hangs from dead sickamore I thought I heard a...

The trick is to act before matter has set, harder since you never know and that takes an arrogance needing balance with awareness if it’s not to create a rising mistake instead of, say, a pretzel

Click here to listen to the audio drama Written by Allison Bothley Performed by Allison Bothley and Rosana Filipe

The day I turned twenty My world crumbled and began anew The day I turned twenty An announcement from a platform I was no longer familiar...

Call someone. Actually call, not text or DM, but hear their voice and let them hear yours. Write the ingredients of your last meal on your arm, leg and chest. That way, if the zombies can read, they’ll know what’s in you and can make a wise dietary choice before consuming you. Don’t dare to fall asleep. Use caffeine, illicits, whatever you can to keep going. Stop paying your bills or making reasonable and responsible financial choices. Spend and spend and spend

Apocalypse The world ended with the words that fell from your doctors lips Argument I suppose it’s time for a long rambling rant leading...

The red demon had forced her to watch as it devoured her two smaller sisters, and now it was her turn. Even if she wanted to run, it had...