The Fourth King

Artwork by Marcus Walters They found me highabove the breathing canopy,tightjacketed prodigy—interstellar silencelaced through my hairand frost like a tapestrynailed to my door. Such absolute darkabove my tippy-topspangled crown,ballooning sky-shotArctic greens drapedwinter’s finest shawlabout my shoulders. Unstable starshipof the planet,your lungs are my fingers—their feather-thin millionbranching endings:tiny-bright tiny-lightredeemers of air. Spectacular childin the barn, who […]