Our Broken, Miraculous World
Cliff in Pierre, South Dakota by Zack Kouns

Dying fish are stapled to my wall. Children are on fire and are vomiting dark gray nimbus clouds. Hundreds of suns are in the sky and the earth has been rendered sterile from the overwhelming heat. The wicked creature that ruled the earth before the flood has returned from the abyss to wipe out the animal mistakenly called human.