Wolves of the Electric Forest
As soon as it’s over, the hard boundaries of the world rush back in, moving at light speed, from some distant, unseen horizon until in an instant they have settled in place, taking shape again as the walls, fixtures and furnishings of her bedroom, and then, more slowly, they release into the room all the misplaced thoughts they found along the way. Beyond these walls wait hungry wolves. Rose scoots her body towards me, resting her head on the fleshy…