l i m i n a l
spaces between
stillwater
a flooded colonnade at an hour that never ends
outbound
a small strange craft, uncharted space, the chart remembers
substrate
holographic interfaces in a cloud of programmable matter
undertow
an abyssal descent, the light ends where you begin
nightline
a sleeper train at 2am that never arrives
chorus
the rooms are made of ringing
other doors are still forming
a peakdev space