A tidal stem on a threadbare rug, his ship a mounting, come roaring, come free. In a continent sofa and beaches of brown, wood writhing a sheen. A timed stem of yearning responds to the tug of my moon, a graven image on a tattered sea. A roaring, an ocean, a shoring, a continent shoves and swirls a torquing stem on the great green rug, a land of […]
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Martin Willitts, Jr. | I can make this happen whenever I want
With practice I have been able to generate an invisible ball of energy with definite size and curvature my hands can circumnavigate and when I bring it towards the center of my chest a rush like wild horses over a hill of wildness, or a woman’s hands pass through me everything vanishes even myself part taken elsewhere husk left behind time is irrelevant molecules mix with blood platelets […]
Claudine Nash | You wasted nothing
You wasted nothing. You breathed energy into the ozone, recycling atoms of spent oxygen into pockets of positively charged air. Micro moments were deemed thrilling things, snow and sand flecks of thin but wondrous matter. You savored day’s existence, wiping clean near empty slates, prizing every piece of light that wrapped around each eyelash. You didn’t spend an instant nursing anything but exuberance, spilling anything into the atmosphere that wasn’t […]
George H. Northrup | Daydream in an anchored sailboat
It is almost like flying, rocking here on the waves as the bay itself glides across bedrock hovering on a fiery liquid core. And the whole planet spins around, dangles in the thrall of a far-off star suspended in the dizzy tension of a great galactic web. The entire universe is floating in frictionless flight, and even were it to fall, it would have nowhere to crash except […]
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