There lived a man in the tower and he had no eyes. The birds of the sky came to him and he knew them by the beats of their wings. The sun in the sky traveled its white road and he knew it by the heat of its breath.

Fantasy with nods toward Mesopotamian mythology. Thanks to Margaret Ronald, Jacqueline A. Lott, Oyce, Elizabeth Burdick, and others for their encouragement. Forthcoming from Papaveria Press.