Forgot your password?

We just sent you an email, containing instructions for how to reset your password.

Sign in

  • Skirting the edge of an asphalt ocean
    where the waves grow thick with illusion
    and currents of shadow flow and ink
    a single word for fire apexed,
    azure coughing, the heat, the sphere.

    The gloaming creeps amidst a wasting present,
    devouring it in a raw amoebic shudder.
    The sky rusts, the sun slips its moorings
    and falls into the sea
    -an audible hiss.

    Staring, deep space vertigo
    -cochlear death rattles.
    Cricket orchestras for cosmic movement;
    sine waves filing into
    nose bleed seats.

    The east hums with an electric tomorrow
    while cumulus vapours burn amaranth
    and tatter where towers rise
    to scratch grand altitudes
    and piss sulfur.
    • Share

    Connected stories:


Collections let you gather your favorite stories into shareable groups.

To collect stories, please become a Citizen.

    Copy and paste this embed code into your web page:

    px wide
    px tall
    Send this story to a friend:
    Would you like to send another?

      To retell stories, please .

        Sprouting stories lets you respond with a story of your own — like telling stories ’round a campfire.

        To sprout stories, please .

            Better browser, please.

            To view Cowbird, please use the latest version of Chrome, Safari, Firefox, Opera, or Internet Explorer.