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And the streetlight visible outside my window is flickering. On again off again. A blinking eye. Noises from the world have invaded my unconsciousness. I have heard rain for seven days and seven nights, now, always washing down from the … Continue reading →

And the streetlight visible outside my window is flickering. On again off again. A blinking eye. Noises from the world have invaded my unconsciousness. I have heard rain for seven days and seven nights, now, always washing down from the … Continue reading →

Sometimes I’m certain that patterns within patterns within patterns are the puzzle, and the puzzle’s solution. We’re spheres within spheres, made of spheres. Everything comes down to angle and trajectory while we spiral, accelerating either away from our beginning– flashBANG … Continue reading →

Somewhere in the middle of the Twenty-First century, the first omnitranslator was contructed — it began as a bulky machine, about the same size as a breadbox, with input and output jacks at both ends; the jacks were to be … Continue reading →

He’s not afraid of heights. Out on the ledge, shoes finding little purchase on the rain-slick concrete, he wonders, not for the first time, what the hell he’s doing. Gloved hands curl tightly around the window-molding; sharply blue eyes are … Continue reading →