Riverkill

The water writes over light, bone, the curve down and away where the weeping horizon bleeds over everyone who travels through. Look here, on the side of the road a body makes a beautiful arch-- a bow--limbs twisted at angles unhinged and perfect for lashing power behind the arrow forcing it to fly long and far into the echo of something hitting a body and a body falling. On a nameless road in a nameless town, Jessica Halsey presents a quest for identity within the shifting boundaries of a surreal landscape. A nameless traveler wanters the road and is swept away by a flood that transforms the road into a post-apocalyptic river. In this narrative, Halsey weaves poetry, prose fragments, and brief dialogue into illustrations of love, loss, and letting go.