You witnessed their gathering perched in a distant tree. Fear and joy commingled in the pit of your stomach like the communion of honey-silk and radish-venom.
A strange pollen drifted outward from that circle of beings. It floated in a heavy, sagging stream toward your perch.Your… Read More
Bend an ear while I spin you some yarn, of a plumed migration.
A migration akin to the battalions of ten-thousand buffalo in ways of raw clout, but one far more sinuous in spirit. This migrating parade of a trillion feathers is a cunning streak of dashing hue.… Read More
Philip Glass + Sacred Geometry + Sesame Street. Are you ready? Go trip out on more experimental music on kid’s tv here.… Read More