A witch wind was howling out in the desert. I was praying for a storm to scour Coaling Depot 6 down to the ground, wipe it right off the Arizona Territory map. Apart from prayer, I still had a shot ... [+]
A secret disclosed in art class:
the face is five eyes wide.
You pencil the extras in
and then erase them,
but in every crowd
they're impossible to unsee—
one for the dead,
one for the dream life,
one for the yet-to-be—
gazing at you
from the other side of time.
the face is five eyes wide.
You pencil the extras in
and then erase them,
but in every crowd
they're impossible to unsee—
one for the dead,
one for the dream life,
one for the yet-to-be—
gazing at you
from the other side of time.