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The first new thing was wind. Not cave-breath – the slow exchange of a closed system, the soft sough of a body inhaling its own air back and calling it fresh. Wind from somewhere else, carrying a weight of distance, a freight of pollen and sunstruck rock. Quinn lifted her head like a dog and […]

By the time the lunch bell rang over the loudspeakers at HyperHaus 312, Quinn Kowacki had assisted a dozen confused shoppers, re-shelved sixteen mini-fridges, unboxed the weekly shipment of microwave meals, and swept up a burst jumbo container of discount cat litter. She laughed as the deflating bag collapsed like a toddler learning to walk: […]

Across the farthest horizon into a doorless world, into an unparalleled universe called here-and-now, we arrive. The mind is sprained by this thing called here. It’s a place. But it’s an odd place. Hard to describe. Poetry helps. We look around in the half-light of early mourning, aware that here is always about to bid […]

The wraith of Arthur Rex stands before the lapping shore of a clearwater tarn in a high meadow. This is Llyn Dorlais. The king knows the surrounding pine pastures with their calligraphic shadows and hulks of solitary boulders splotched with lichen. The Lake of Hidden Water. He visited once on his royal tour of Armorica. […]

Above fog rummaging through the tangled darkness of forested hills, the road of souls, the Milky Way, inclines. He sees it anew. The crazed incandescence of the sky is like him, a ghost, the phantom light of a cosmos that died being born. All of Creation wanders aimlessly after the Fall, he thinks, then recalls […]

He glides among dogroses, daisy carpets, larkspur and rambling bryony. Every direction seems strange — and wholly natural: Acres of blooms charge the air with woven scents of summer, luring blue and white butterflies that flit among the blossoms light as faerie. Thrushes perched on stalks sling their fluting melodies into the fragrant morning. Larks […]