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Signature   We’ve seen them too, the striations. Those lines in the rocks, glacial grooves…

Ground  Does it bother you, the grinding? Teeth marks left on bones. The tideline’s broken…

Handler It was winter, and snowdrifts covered the frozen fens. Dogs, harnesses, gangline, sled. In…

Termination Dust   You stared in silence  at the MRI, at the shadowy cavitation of…

Affirmation   When the sockeye come in, choking the riffles with their crimson bodies, flashing…

Pingo Look with me, it said, across this ice-patterned ground, past the frost boils, the…