Originally published in Planet Magazine No. 33 (March 2002). Illustration: “Suntag” by Andy Miller The pixies danceon Silbury Plainwhere standing stonesanchor the sky --mythic spirits soarwith eternal rites;they braid the wheat,shine their soft lights,leave ritual marksfor other tribes to see. The apes emergefrom their cities,though their lenses flashthey don't understand --they only come outwhen the … Continue reading Silbury Plain, by s.c. virtes
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Shipment to Nowhere, by s.c. virtes
Originally published in Planet Magazine No. 31 (September 2001). Illustration by Patrick Stacy you have to wonder about the glitchthat sent 20 tons of plywoodon a flatbed truckto a pointin the Nevada desertwhere there are no peoplewithin 100 milesno development contractsno plans to build anythingjust a humorous glitchan anecdote in the long historyof computer screwupsor … Continue reading Shipment to Nowhere, by s.c. virtes
Future Memories, by s.c. virtes
Originally published in Planet Magazine No. 29 (March 2001). Illustration: “Dark Cloak” by Shelton Bryant we remember the futurelike a dream only less --we move forwardspread so thinstripped by the pressureuntil some fateful daywe crash togetherin our own distant memorieswith sudden color & clarityinevitableyet we're surprisedevery time it happens. Poem copyright 2001 by s.c.virtes Illustration … Continue reading Future Memories, by s.c. virtes
Web Fingers, by s.c. virtes
Originally published in Planet Magazine No. 22 (June 1999). Illustration: “Fabric” by Hugh Vogt Web fingers probed the furniture. The television looked out on its home and found it nice. It switched its own channels, each showing a different raucous miasma of insanity, things whirling and the color of living picture-tube blue. There were things … Continue reading Web Fingers, by s.c. virtes
The Observation Game, by s.c. virtes
Originally published in Planet Magazine No. 20 (December 1998). Illustration: “Cloning” by gopal Krishna Senthil Kumar Karl was relaxed. His mind wandered: he felt boundless. His muscles were limp, he slouched comfortably, his skin sent few signals to his dormant mind. When he opened his eyes, he saw people looking at him, though the eyes … Continue reading The Observation Game, by s.c. virtes





