The red-breasted robin inhales a startling lack of incense among still-standing trees not yet assaulted by forged metal. Oxygenated exhales enter lungs as a fresh bitter, a mint that stings throats used to smog. A good sting. An intentional sting as bark cousins remind flesh enemies paying to roam the park that the static stoicism…
Welcome, human girl, to the underside of the mountains, where a sun sometimes blocks out the ever-present cloud, and rays fall to pool stars in puddles by backed-up drains. At night, once the suns clear, Chessies (cat and piece alike) do tend to disregard the array of dewdrops that dance in the sky as children…
Blowhole of a blue whale, flaccid after death, floats highest of the corpse, becoming island. Flora emerges from seeds dropped off albatross wings. Humans have no more use for them. "Uninhabited Tropical Island" photograph by Matthew Neighbour Written for a brevity contest - exactly 30 words.
Eruption by cicada’s ear. Exoskeleton melting with no knowledge of heat, of flame, of burning…of gunpowder. Gold and violet lights fill ocelli, brighting out dim stars above and tree podomeres below. Does he believe the earth dies? A disorienting supernova. He falls as body dissolves. Brain’s final thought: Doomsday! Photo by Vlad Cheu021ban on Pexels.com…
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