Sailors on a becalmed sea, we sense the stirring of a breeze.
Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in SpacePhysical space between us evaporates. We play the broken strings of our instruments one last time
Paper TownsThe spaces between stars are where the work of the universe is done.
This House of Sky: Landscapes of a Western MindFucking GUNS are fucking AWESOME and when you SHOOT them at SHIT, they fucking KILL it!
Texas Biker Zombies From Outer SpaceMoons of ache glowed in spaces of her meat and when she moved the moons banged together and stunned.
Winter's BoneSorry doesn’t make anything better. It’s just a word to fill the space of a loss of words.
When Fully FusedNot a wall in the building lacked books. Books even occupied the space above doorways.
A World Without Heroes