CW: Body horror, perhaps? A swap-meet remix of body mods old and new. Wetware to hardware, vestige meets bleeding edge. Bins full of cast-off ear adaptors, along with functional and decorative enhancements: Silver filigree ear cuffs that sit over newly-woven biomechanical muscles that bend and twist outer ear semi-lunar curves
Spoiler warning for the "San Junipero" episode of Black Mirror I can't remember how long we've been here. How many languages we've learned and forgotten. But we found a bug that lets us server hop and the architects don't seem
Flicker through cool water with a crowd miles long while staying unknown Practice to habit to reflex to instinct The bellows of hunters collecting to plan, wait, pounce, eat. Expanding back out to solo wanderings. Tracing scents that sometimes fade, sometimes spool out new ways Murmur and stir the air
A bicycle headlight reveals swirling flurries of grey flakes in the dark. It's summer, too warm for snowfall. The air smells slightly burnt. Wildfire season early? Like pollen, ash helps new growth too, in its own way. Combustion, wind drift, ashfall, slow settling of minerals to fuel a
The opening of Stanza: Solarpunk was earlier this week, celebrating the release of an absolutely stunning risograph-printed collection of artwork and poetry. I am thrilled that I got to share a poem in this volume. Here's a recording Erin took of my recitation of "An old button&