https://www.vianegativa.us/2005/01/stone-coats/ Purveyors of fine poetry since 2003. Wed, 06 Dec 2006 22:28:59 +0000 hourly 1 https://www.vianegativa.us/2005/01/stone-coats/#comment-166 Wed, 06 Dec 2006 22:28:59 +0000 http://www.vianegativa.us/?p=842#comment-166 […] The moon is a day past full and stands low in the west, in the same direction as the interstate, and sings the same, monotonous, high-pitched tune. It’s the howl of a lonely Yeti — or, more likely for this neck of the woods, a Stone Coat. (The din of my 8-year-old computer is at least an octave lower, though, so don’t think I’m talking about myself here!) […]

]]> https://www.vianegativa.us/2005/01/stone-coats/#comment-165 Sun, 10 Sep 2006 01:00:34 +0000 http://www.vianegativa.us/?p=842#comment-165 […] He travels north, flying through the endless night of winter. There are no more trees. Land and water turn hard beneath him. Artificial mountains appear: the dwellings of the Stone Coats like longhouses on end, separated by paths that always meet at right angles, like the strands of a net. There’s a small circle in the middle of an intersection where someone has made off with a manhole cover. He dives through a hole in the ice and enters the great ocean. […]

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