The Signs and Interstice:
Aries: The night is long, no rest can pass it.
Taurus: A cathedral of sand on charred beach grass. Stained-glass windows decaying slowly into the dunes from which they were formed. Here lies the sea.
Gemini: A lost cosmonaut, hollowed out like an apple. The night sky reflected in cracked glass, butterflies pour from the fissure.
Cancer: Olive trees grown on salted earth. Twisted faces in the bark beneath snow-laden boughs, heavy with fruit.
Leo: The offal self, interlaced bone and flesh and roses and feathers. Something that should hurt, but never does.
Virgo: A man uncoiled. Fast, slitted silhouette, stark against the evening light. Even the adults are home before dark.
Libra: A tall and hooded thing, bent low over the cradle. Whispered words. Sound sleep for a night.
Scorpio: Concrete boulevards. Stairs and doors in impossible places by some unknowable logic. Fog shrouds your sight, but you know it goes on forever.
Ophiuchus: Strange four-legged things. Thin like a greyhound with long snouts baring no eyes or mouth. Ears like a hare. They never cross the threshold.
Sagittarius: A young boy, drifting in place ten feet beyond the cliff. He gazes at the sky but cannot see the stars.
Capricorn: The woman in yellow, clutching her cheek as if weeping, the paint of her face dripping slowly down a penny-brown arm.
Aquarius: A bridge to another place. The leaves and grass grow scarlet on the other side, the air smells of something you’ve never tasted before.
Pisces: The little grey cat at the pharmacy counter. Every other shop is closed. The streetlights are out. Night fell so quickly.
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