By: Vijay Balakrishnan

All shining up out of the collected detritus of city life.

By: Chris Rossi

Episode 2: Buried.

By: Vijay Balakrishnan

What I saw were reflections of myself in other’s minds.

By: Chris Rossi

Episode 1: Kali Ma

By: Chris Rossi

He’s not a cop. Just a man with a good response time.

By: Vijay Balakrishnan

Who is being pointed at?

By: Vijay Balakrishnan

We exchanged for a moment the smile of the headless.

By: Peggy Nelson

Necessarily disjunctive; happy with accidents.

By: Chris Rossi

Details are sketchy.

By: Vijay Balakrishnan

In the city, you’re always part of a larger play of light.

By: Peggy Nelson

“Would you like to play a game?”

By: Peggy Nelson

Earn your scarlet letter.

By: Peggy Nelson

Artistic Mediums II: ghosts in and of machines

By: Andrew Sempere

Chicago is semi-porous: even now you can traverse the layers and see the bones where the roads hit the water.

By: Andrew Sempere

Telekinesis may rattle the flatware, electricity washes your dishes.