Spring has been halted for cause. Everything is either too hot or too cold, and nothing is soft. The ancient Chinese would carry lanterns lit by fireflies when passing through the streets at night. All times and places display the same treacheries, tell the same lame lies, just with different words, a cacophony of gods, demons, animals. I have spent too many late hours watching out the window, waiting for something else to happen, for murderous regimes to collapse, for the moon to ooze life, for once-extinct pigeons to come strutting back into view, for these broken branches to very nearly flower.
Author Bio:
Howie Good is the author most recently of Stick Figure Opera from Cajun Mutt Press, What It Is and How to Use It from Grey Book Press, and Spooky Action at a Distance from Analog Submission Press. He co-edits the online journals Unbroken and UnLost.
Author Bio:
Howie Good is the author most recently of Stick Figure Opera from Cajun Mutt Press, What It Is and How to Use It from Grey Book Press, and Spooky Action at a Distance from Analog Submission Press. He co-edits the online journals Unbroken and UnLost.
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