Pilgrimage to the Hole
Took a single button. An hour later I started seeing big swirls of color, then feeling slightly nauseous.
Stories
Excerpts From a Doctoral Student’s Closing Notes
I can’t believe this. I managed to do the only thing I didn’t want to do.
Damn Diary
Goddamn those Schaefers. If I never write another word in this damn diary, let those ones be the ones that stick.
The Heavens Beneath
Los Suelos is a revelation. On the surface the town looks rundown. But there is a thrum beneath the crust here.
Caring for Mr. Bernard: An Instruction Manual
The position you are about to assume is one of great esteem.
Rock Bottom
There are ley lines. You know them because you feel them beneath your feet, humming up your stunted legs.
Pala Hardware
Lucinda woke up in darkness. There was some sort of noise, like a hum or maybe a very low tune coming from outside.
Lying / Garden
I got yelled at frequently for lying on the ground when I had a perfectly sturdy bed to sleep on.
Speaking from the Heart
The last thing she remembered was Abuela’s panic. It rang through her as Abuela’s soft hand pressed against her forehead.
Bicicleta
Jagged machines whose ancient forms I can’t imagine claw at the blue expanse above us. A graveyard of metal monsters.