D. A. AndersonCernunnos’ DeathMy torc is chilled by snow nestled in the dirt, the rot, a home for worms. Steam in my nostrils carries the stench of sulfur. Noon sunlight…1 min read·Jul 16, 2022----
D. A. AndersonTuesdayWhile keyboard keys dusty and grimed from lackluster cleaning patter over the taste of honeyed coffee and the brown-noise drone of the…1 min read·Nov 10, 2021----
D. A. AndersonHumans As MollusksHumans evolved as planes animals: long-distance joggers surveying a distant horizon for prey, predators, their own kin — anything at all…4 min read·Jul 26, 2021----
D. A. AndersonThe Girl from the ValleyWhen I was a young girl herding goats, I’d watch them climb up the cliffs. Always careful to listen to their bells tolling a dull din…4 min read·Jun 24, 2021----
D. A. AndersonNaglfarI was sure that I was fashioning something for an eternal, heavenly cruise—but what’s beautiful to the divine is hardly normal for a…4 min read·May 5, 2021----
D. A. AndersonSeeing RitualIn a distant time and place, an elder seer guides a young woman through a sacred rite.4 min read·Mar 25, 2021----
D. A. AndersonCity of LetheThe city of Lethe is a city with a thousand torches. It is surrounded by a wall whose appearance is like the architecture of the Nabateans…3 min read·Mar 16, 2021----
D. A. AndersonMuseum of SilenceWhen you enter, there is a lobby, but no one is there. You take a card to note your admission, but it is blank.3 min read·Mar 1, 2021----
D. A. AndersonConjunctionOn a rare stellar occasion, two gods, a father and a son, discuss the merits and flaws of the human race.10 min read·Dec 29, 2020----