Where black stars rise

Where flap the tatters of the King

The void isn’t colorless. It’s something out past violet in the skein of impossible colors only mantis shrimp can see. An inky gloom of hydrangea, azalea, and nightshade. Charcoal green of midwinter rot. Pink of a weeping wound. Heat lightning blue. The skies are rancid river water. The void isn’t silent, but the screams echo […]

Mushrooms, Act II (WIP)

My back hurts, until the switch in my back-brain squirts endorphins down my spine. Hard euphoria numbs the back pain, but does nothing for the nausea. Sits in my stomach like stones. Add them one-by-one fresh from the fire into the slit of my belly. Sew me back up. I’m upright, sort of, chin and […]


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