Below is an excerpt from Mark Gluth’s new book, Come Down To Us, available now from Kiddiepunk. Order your copy here.
I.
The night sky hung above the sea with arrant darkness that the water’s surface reflected so that the sky may well have just been some other sea, with a packed in pitch enveloping the both of them like what inkiness would be found in a closed off cave sunk under a forest that was buried beneath an avalanche and hidden within some other night, one whose sky was so thick with unlitness that it just came off as loaded with the stuff which it pressed on the planet that splayed beneath it so that the landscape was some long thing which ran featureless and so fucking black that it seemed to be some still sea upon which this night sky that’d been emptied of its moon and stars swaged it’s absent form.