My poem "Acceptable Documentation," originally published in Sycorax Journal #1, has been nominated for the 2019 Rhysling Award. I am really pleased.
I dreamed about what I don't quite want to characterize as a haunted museum, presided over by a false and baleful moon. It had a dry chalky light. I remember the sea rolling in over stone steps, but it feels too pat to say the moon had brought it. Awake, I'm just flatteningly tired; I am trying to do very little with my afternoon. It's raining outside in one of those soft grey wandering ways. There's still snow under the bushes. Couple of links.
1. Courtesy of![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
kate_nepveu: "The Clandestine Cultural Knowledge of Ancient Graffiti."
2. Not a late Valentine's comic by McNostril: "Be My Valenstein."
3. I strongly suspect that I don't really want to watch all seven seasons of Once Upon a Time for the sake of this gifset, but it's surprisingly tempting.
I dreamed about what I don't quite want to characterize as a haunted museum, presided over by a false and baleful moon. It had a dry chalky light. I remember the sea rolling in over stone steps, but it feels too pat to say the moon had brought it. Awake, I'm just flatteningly tired; I am trying to do very little with my afternoon. It's raining outside in one of those soft grey wandering ways. There's still snow under the bushes. Couple of links.
1. Courtesy of
kate_nepveu: "The Clandestine Cultural Knowledge of Ancient Graffiti."2. Not a late Valentine's comic by McNostril: "Be My Valenstein."
3. I strongly suspect that I don't really want to watch all seven seasons of Once Upon a Time for the sake of this gifset, but it's surprisingly tempting.
