In glimmering gold You dissect mankind’s triumph They see only glints
￼ Without reason or regret, we hid behind the broken buildings. They had to come! The hours passed like slugs in a foot race, slow, slow, slower. Would they come? Midnight clouds crackled with the contained might of the universe, a pulsing, throbbing, sentient sky. Was it them? They dropped from heaven like liquid gold, […]
￼ "Did you know, there's a waterfall where stars pour from the sky." "No." "It's true." "Where, grandad?" "Stop those tears and we'll go find it."
The road coughed up dust like a cat a hairball, neither pleasant and both lasting too long. I'd traveled the same baked mud for ten days on an incline that wore at the soul. When the horizon fell away, however, a new land unrolling like a tapestry, I remembered why.
￼ "I flew over the moon, mama. It was the most amazing thing I've ever done." The little bird shook its wings and bobbed its head with glee. "The moon was on the water. Just a reflection, my sweet child," said the little bird's mother. "That made it more amazing still."
￼ Every boat had a captain, ours just happened to surf stars. Instead of water, he had the universal currents of space, riding the night in endless gravitational waves. We had no idea how he knew where to head, (it all looked the same to us,) but he did. One day, or night, or evening, […]
“Ballerinas dancing on the waves.” “It’s froth.” “To you, not to me.” “It’s too wet, too big and I hate it.” “If a mermaid rode the waves, what then?” “That might change things.” “In that case, dear, watch the ballerinas dance because that’s where they come from.” “Where?” “Our imaginations.”