Deep Sky Desert
Ann K. Schwader
Their gaze is dangerous, these men & women
softly, sweetly under dreaming domes . . .
small sustenance for souls sealed to the form
of void itself, of chaos ripples snaking
beneath time's fickle fabric.
as restlessness once spurred such seekers westward
to painted deserts stark as asteroids,
pristine as novae.
beneath their feet & reemerge unplanned
as lovers' lifetimes fled, hold nothing focused
too fondly or too long.
cold coyote moon who called them from the start.
Ann K. Schwader lives and writes in Westminster, CO. She is an active member of both SFWA and HWA. Her poems have recently appeared in Tales of the Unanticipated, The Magazine of Speculative Poetry, Icarus Ascending, Star*Line, and elsewhere.
Her Lovecraftian dark poetry collection The Worms Remember was published this spring by Hive Press.
Reprinted by permission of the author.