Speculative Fiction and Poetry
My Summer Vacation in the Wave State by Kendall Evans and David C. Kopaska-Merkel
My Summer Vacation in the Wave State Kendall Evans David C. Kopaska-Merkel
The Singularity By Kendall Evans
The Singularity Kendall Evans David Ackenhaur scripted the program, a quantum-based program unlike any other, that could interface with standard existing computers, and later, of course, they said that he was a genius. In a sense, he was. But by the time he became…
The River of Stars by Kendall Evans
The River of Stars by Kendall Evans Shall we not depart The Courts of the Moon Abandon the Chambers of Nautilus? Follow these tracks to Old Phobos Station— Let your shuttles recline at Asteroid Oasis Preparing at last for Jupiter Transit Tomorrow we sail…
Reality’s Weave by Kendall Evans
Reality’s Weave by Kendall Evans She handed me Reality’s weave All tangled up Worse than a Gordian knot And I thought: Do the Fates Really expect me To unravel this? From infras to ultras A disordered rainbow Of colorful threads Extending to infinity Some…
Flight of the Dragon by Kendall Evans
Flight of the Dragon by Kendall Evans The Dragon soars Above the world Over the hilltops Seeking prey in meadows and valleys Hungering for goats, calves, pigs, sheep In villages far below The Dragon flies high Over white-iced mountain ridges Plunging down toward Lantern-lit…
His Master’s Voice by Kendall Evans
His Master’s Voice by Kendall Evans Listen to His Master’s Voice Fire up the old Victrola Interpret all these messages From the cosmos’ past Encrypted in Al Jolson songs And Rudy Vallee’s crooning
Swallowing It All Whole by Kendall Evans and David C. Kopaska-Merkel
Swallowing It All Whole Kendall Evans and David C. Kopaska-Merkel These are the longitudes and latitudes On the split/curved landscape separating fact from fiction. Beyond these easy curves—who can say? Here, expressed like a Monopoly board, A map of realms demarcating the boundary between…
The River of Stars By Kendall Evans
The River of Stars By Kendall Evans Shall we not depart The Courts of the Moon Abandon the Chambers of Nautilus? Follow these tracks to Old Phobos Station— Let your shuttles recline at Asteroid Oasis Preparing at last for Jupiter Transit Tomorrow we sail…
The Fattest Cat’s Car Keys by Kendall Evans
The Fattest Cat’s Car Keys By Kendall Evans The sound a thunderous final exclamation of the world mountainous boulders rolling down slopes in a place where mountains will be no longer constant din of objects falling from the sky impacting earth …
Reality’s Weave by Kendall Evans
Reality’s Weave Kendall Evans She handed me Reality’s Weave All tangled up A Gordian Knot And I thought: Do the fates Really expect me To unravel this? From infras to ultras A disordered rainbow Of colorful threads Extending to infinity Some of the strands…
Unquestionably a moon or an Asteroid by Kendall Evans
Unquestionably a moon or an Asteroid Kendall Evans Within this circle or sphere that I look upon, an ash-colored formation, lozenge shaped, not quite oval, in the lower right quadrant – indicative of different terrain? I imagine myself with my eye pressed to the…
In Orbital Mirrors by David C. Kopaska-Merkel and Kendall Evans
In Orbital Mirrors David C. Kopaska-Merkel Kendall Evans I swallowed the mercurial net, my veins a tree, mandrake-forked. Listen! I hear my buds unfolding & the sound echoes echoes in orbital mirrors. four or five synchronous satellites broadcast the dreams of ancient mariners;…
Beyond the Mad/Funhouse by David C. Kopaska-Merkel and Kendal Evans
Beyond the Mad/Funhouse David C. Kopaska-Merkel Kendall Evans She is underlit There atop the cathedral madhouse As if by the floor lights of a stage Illumination ascending, spotlighting mercilessly Casting crowraven shadows of features and form All in…
Recursion by David C. Kopaska-Merkel and Kendall Evans
Recursion David C. Kopaska-Merkel Kendall Evans Where’s this starship been Resembling a pretzel Infinite figure 8 Maybe a moebius Nor-easterlies, or their 4D equivalent From another universe Might be responsible Or some minor deity’s Momentary inattention Its unscarred surface Belies the great age That…
The Station Master by David C. Kopaska-Merkel and Kendall Evans
The Station Master Nearly Always Runs the Trains on Time David C. Kopaska-Merkel Kendall Evans In the morning’s roaring rain The driving outrageous migraine pain I disobeyed the Station Master’s instructions Despite his threats of Post-mortem punishments And repercussions yet more dire I never…
Corrected Maps of your City by David C. Kopaska-Merkel and Kendall Evans
Corrected Maps of your City David C. Kopaska-Merkel Kendall Evans Every convenience store has them: So shiny and bright, Each street name legible, They fold and refold perfectly (Your first clue they are alien technology) Behind your building, no-name alley, You know, the one…
Wicked child! by David C. Kopaska-Merkel and Kendall Evans
Wicked child!David C. Kopaska-MerkelKendall Evans Momshealwaysembarrassedyou when she was withyou remember when she wrote inthe sky “surrender Dorothy!” you thought that was sorude you wanted to drift awayyou rid yourself of her but you’rejust likethat witch The end
I Am He As You Are They And We Are All Together by
I Am He As You Are They And We Are All TogetherDavid C. Kopaska-MerkelKendall Evans In the beginning the word was, I’m told,We all wanted to be a part of something biggerWe sacrificed mobility but gained collective strength,Our numbers covering a great deal of…
The Third Planet by David C. Kopaska-Merkel and Kendall Evans
The Third Planetor, Something Had to be Done David C. Kopaska-MerkelKendall Evans The blues of seas, the aquamarinesWhite whorls of cloudThe sun-struck tans and brownsOf continents with tailsAnd trailing islandsAs if the Coriolis force affects them too–The third planet: thin-skinned, touchy,Not a particularly good…
Dragon’s Teeth by David C. Kopaska-Merkel and Kendall Evans
Dragon’s TeethDavid C. Kopaska-Merkel and Kendall Evans Our teeth fell out like seedsThe new children of Medea Canines:Extinct species resurrecting,White-feathered dinosaurs,Albino Dire Wolves and Deadly ManticoresProwling the arctic’s equatorial islands Incisors:Our own ancestors,Giant rats,Camels like giraffes Bicuspids:Rhinos 11 feet high at the shoulderSabred…
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