1.1.1
Evelyn awoke to the white light, the front room buzzing with conversation, her eyes and ears opening in a slow fade from nothing.
‘where am I?’
Now you’re asking the right question. Maybe you think the question is obvious. Maybe you think the answer is simple. I think there are usually more important questions behind the questions that come the easiest to us—what do you mean, “Where am I?” How do you not know? You’re there aren’t you? That is, wherever …
C Y G N | BODY N SOUL
The accelerator swept me down the wire to the center. Slightly unconscious, I was high and still looking for a drug. Or something, I convinced myself, from the future, a future world reconstructed at the site of a fluorescent apocalypse. Moving, I tumbled down the wire, eyes clumsy like the steering wheel on my grandfather’s …