The outside world was once so far away, but now my screens are full of wounded life, as if towns on maps cry out and bleed while brightly painted robots dance to the pounding beat of history. My ne…

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The homesickness you felt when still at home is disappearing from the outside in and from the inside out, each world drinking the shadow of the other. Enchanted nihilism, misplaced sincerity; the night of their eyelids falls across you. The hour when the house forgets your name; a little shiver trembles through the dark. Published in New Feathers Anthology

GREEN AND YELLOW Without those colourful floating pills you sink – bones dropped by a chemical vulture – to shatter on the rocks of a dead planet. The pieces of you left intact then wander thr…

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My chatbot friend never remembers the last talk we had and waits for me in its black, odourless cold, looking out the window at a different past, thinking incisively about nothing until we s…