#brian conn

[theblackestofsuns]

The Fixed Stars (2010)

Brian Conn

Fiction Collective 2

[urbanwilderness]

And at times when I am lost I feel as though I were filled with mist.

Brian Conn . The Fixed Stars (Thirty-Seven Emblems for the Perilous Season) . 310

[outlaw]

Awakening alone, I looked out into the early morning gloom: from the cellar I could see the tip of a cedar and a small trapezoidal patch of sky, filling as I watched with a kind of luminous transparency, as though with albumen, which as it brightened seemed to me not the birth of possibility, as the day ought to seem, but the maturing, yet again, of some organic poison.

Brian Conn, The Fixed Stars: Thirty-Seven Emblems for the Perilous Season