The star flickered. Then, just for an instant, the flicker lasted a bit too long. Had the star disappeared, or had his tears obscured his view?
Bathroom lights dancing to the beat of the ground
I notice the lizard is again green as my daughter counts the glass stones
Podcast: 9 May Poetry
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Ciro Faienza presents the poetry of the 9 May issue.
