SENTIENT NEGLIGENCE
I am the dog’s tree. A dark presence, a thin reality of ephemeral forms and faint outlines, put at hand …
I am the dog’s tree. A dark presence, a thin reality of ephemeral forms and faint outlines, put at hand …
They seemed four despicable and insignificant dots moving through the deserted vastness of the planet on which they had descended. …
I know they walk holding hands through some artery of this beloved city. I know it because these of mine …
The great stories about the Martian history were stored into libraries and records no less vast and great. When oblivion …