Distilling wonder into a few choice words.
She Dreams Thinking
A tempting teases Barbie. She dreams...
Distilling wonder into a few choice words.
A tempting teases Barbie. She dreams...
We came from a world far away...
Sometimes, I think I can stop Time, you know? Almost. (I wish I could.)
aim the ears; angle the orbitals | toward the deep field | for echoes
By the fifteenth month of the drought | the lake no longer hid her secrets
By Nora Weston - unexplainable. exasperating, too, as he breathes life into Carrara marble, skilled like a clone of Michelangelo.
To Jules Verne | By Gene Twaronite - Dare I follow the cryptic runes of Saknussemm, descending into the shadow-kissed crater to follow unknown tunnels to the center?
by Betsy James
Your two-penny face,
bright as your father's,
wrinkled tight.
by Shveta Thakrar
So red this rose
Brambles burst from my mouth
(Stammers strangled into sterile silence)
by WC Roberts
Striding tall on spider legs it scans the regolith
the ping of refined metal set off
the protocols
antenna disk cocked upward