(Day 58) Ants: A Retrospective
“You know where ants come from?” My son sat the ground between my feet and his small, pudgy hands were streaming sand and dirt down to the ground like a human…
Parade From Afar
The parade, seen from the 70 something floor of an office building appears as ants, one following another, scrolling through a maze of concrete walls and…
Making It Right Alone
Time went a little funny, as it often does in deep space and deep code. Activity swirled around me, but I was lost to it, save the necessary bits that years of…
It Began With Ants
It began with the ants. J.L. kept his head bowed as he lumbered up the street, watching the ants trace light brushstroke patterns across the pavement, leaving…