Jennifer Mace
come, sit on the mountain, and
watch us speak to the stars.
their language is
morse code and phasic shifts;
we paint in roads and villages
and the hum of high-voltage
transformers, we murmur
in street lamps and stadiums
and the ill-mannered leak
of a window.
like shouting through high wind,
we are veiled
by clouds and magnetic storms and
the jealous glare of our sun
but the earth is
a glimmering bauble, and
our hands will bedeck her
with light.
Author: Jennifer Mace
Jennifer Mace is a queer Brit who roams the Pacific Northwest in search of tea and interesting plant life. A two-time Hugo-finalist podcaster for her work with
Be The Serpent, she writes about strange magic and the cracks that form in society. Her short fiction has appeared in
Cast of Wonders and the anthology
Skies of Wonder, Skies of Danger, while her poetry may be found in
Liminality and
Uncanny. Her anthology
Silk & Steel: A Queer Speculative Adventure Anthology, with co-editors Janine Southard and Django Wexler, may be found through Cantina Press. Find her online at
www.englishmace.com.
Photo credit: Karen Osborne.
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