“The tempest unleashes an alphabetletters fall through the apertures of crazy anglesto spell out the futureuprooting the course of inventionand enslaving the masters” FallCoursesCrazyMastersSpellsTempestAperture Author:Nancy Peters
“The old San Francisco is under attack to the point where it's disappearing” DisappearSan Francisco Author:Nancy Peters
“I'm looking for the binding energy of a look a crop of reflections to be reaped in a winter of thorn when icebergs of illusion will melt to be served at high tea and the spaces between the poles pinned down” LooksEnergySpaceIllusionReflectionWinterTeaCropsBindingSpace BetweenIceberg Author:Nancy Peters
