It’s easy to imagine this desert is left over from some apocalypse, and the AC blasting across our faces is a shield against the fallout.
Creedence
Rains of Summer
When rains of summer fall and wind howls from the sea...
First to Arrive
On a coast battered and bruised we stand and search for distant visions...
Recycled Souls
Each moment must die before the next is born...
Grassland
If you look closely enough the windows come alive with lights burned out long ago...
Same Sky
The same sky over grey seas watched the crossing, the slow voyage...
Salish Sea
The past is a fever dream, washing ashore with driftwood...
The Desert Knows
Too much is barren or wilderness to know what shadows lie between...
Films of a Decade I Never Knew: A guest feature by Mitchel Ring — The Nostromo Files
Thanks to The Nostromo Files for putting up a short guest feature I wrote about the movie Alien (1979), horror films of the 1970s, and the psychology of horror. Head on over there to check it out, and also to see one of the coolest dedicated fan sites ever, all about the movie Alien. I'd… Continue reading Films of a Decade I Never Knew: A guest feature by Mitchel Ring — The Nostromo Files
Bloodletter
My grip tightens on every passing thought— squeezing them, waiting for meaning to pour out...
What Was
There was no bullet through the night...
Marooned
Carried by a single breath across the sky...
Hand of Glory
Dragged through shards of himself by a withered hand of glory...
Invocation
That voice of woodland shadow was laden with imagined death...
Ascension
gather in the valley between night and day...
