Shattered Magnetism

Cloaked in weathered loam fraying edges sink from view, the violence of a distant past now hidden in the horsetails that lie littered in decay.

A Winter of Extinction

Greying mists once blocked out the sun, clouds of copper casting frosty shadows across cloaked and ancient skies. A false and deadly portent for the

Fading Transmissions

Drifting into pseudo space, you count imaginary miles falling past your vessel in their artificial multitudes. Volunteered to exile, you reach out across the simulated

Shifting Sounds in Spring

Dawn breaks over the diminishing sound of forced retreat. A chorus constrained by the bare and callow noise that permeates our bandwidth. Concerned communities trace

Shadowlosses

I don’t have more free time. I have felt burnt out, compelled to refrain from complaining about doing schoolwork, about loss of income, about living

Knots in Time

With season’s end you topple to the ground, aching, broken limbs held aloft by briny hands that bare you proudly to their sunken home. Drifting.

Dragons Across the Ocean

Flecks of gold and red shimmer over restless seas. Incandescent gatherings illuminating the horizon as you throw yourself to the mercies of the wind. Your

An Ancient Burst of Salty Air

Muddied bricks and melted sheets of bronze disclose the revelation of your erasure. Between molten pots and shattered bones a flash of heat scars the

Dirty Light

The Earth tries to sleep, casting off the shadows of a distant star beneath the tattered veil of greying night. Behind thinning eyelids the atmosphere

The Storms of our Past

The scars of past assaults lie scattered on the shore. The force of every blow etched into the earth with the relentlessness of your approach;