And constellations reel their predictive matrices Above the myriad minds in sleep set free Hydrad haunts the slate roof skyline Full moon feral the calling of her ancestral mothers To set the world to rights In increments of feathers And dreams of...

H.R. Giger I’m running these numbers For the pharmaceutical gods For the children of the fog And the depression dealers With manic concessions Oppressed between pages And comedic impressions I’m asking all these questions Of my hair-shirt...

Europa ~ Jacek Yerka The people of Somewhere live their lives under the intangible weight of a deep sense of loss. They are of an industrious nature and little can distract them from their dedication to their labours, a fact that leaves them little...

You Are Here He awoke with a start when the train jerked and slowed as it entered the station; the screech of steel against steel; the hissing release of pressurized steam. He dusted the crumbs of sleep from his chest and straightened his tie as the...