| Written by John Hayes / Artwork by Holly Eddy |
| Beneath a Moonless Sky |
A wormhole away
her barren homeland
floats in sunless space.
Earthwoman seeks berries along a rocky hillside trail
three half-breed daughters scamper by her side.
A flesh-eating triclop hears their sounds.
Buckets ready, they rush to fill
sparkle berries from a thorny mountain bush.
Buckets full, they begin their journey home.
The middle daughter pauses
pulls a sweet root from the ground.
The triclop springs
snaps the daughter's neck.
Earthwoman hurls her spear
deep into the triclops middle eye.
He collapses to the ground.
Earthwoman rushes berries to her hearth
pulls flat cart back up the hill.
Too late, her daughter already gone
grizzle-quads rip remaining triclop parts.
Sweet meat jycles scrounge for scraps.
Eldest daughter hurls a stone
against the smallest jycle's rump.
Jycle charges, Earthwoman spears
they load the body on their cart.
They'll feast this night.
After evening chores
beneath a moonless sky
Earthwoman will regale
remaining daughters with tales
from her now dead planet, Earth.
her barren homeland
floats in sunless space.
Earthwoman seeks berries along a rocky hillside trail
three half-breed daughters scamper by her side.
A flesh-eating triclop hears their sounds.
Buckets ready, they rush to fill
sparkle berries from a thorny mountain bush.
Buckets full, they begin their journey home.
The middle daughter pauses
pulls a sweet root from the ground.
The triclop springs
snaps the daughter's neck.
Earthwoman hurls her spear
deep into the triclops middle eye.
He collapses to the ground.
Earthwoman rushes berries to her hearth
pulls flat cart back up the hill.
Too late, her daughter already gone
grizzle-quads rip remaining triclop parts.
Sweet meat jycles scrounge for scraps.
Eldest daughter hurls a stone
against the smallest jycle's rump.
Jycle charges, Earthwoman spears
they load the body on their cart.
They'll feast this night.
After evening chores
beneath a moonless sky
Earthwoman will regale
remaining daughters with tales
from her now dead planet, Earth.
| THE LORELEI SIGNAL |
John is a sculptor who once appeared as a scurvy-looking corpse on
Homicide. Now he gives poetry readings.
His poetry and fiction have been published in Flesh and Blood, NFG,
Cemetery Moon, Thema, BareBone, Modern Haiku, Writers Journal,
Champagne Shivers, Premonitions, and over a hundred other magazines.
Seven of his one-act plays were produced.
Visit his website at http://mysite.verizon.net/vze7w3iq/johnhayessculpture/
Homicide. Now he gives poetry readings.
His poetry and fiction have been published in Flesh and Blood, NFG,
Cemetery Moon, Thema, BareBone, Modern Haiku, Writers Journal,
Champagne Shivers, Premonitions, and over a hundred other magazines.
Seven of his one-act plays were produced.
Visit his website at http://mysite.verizon.net/vze7w3iq/johnhayessculpture/