Interiors – by Zac Picker

Back in the old days, Shad used to look up at night and think about how it all seemed so big. It was a kind of secret psalm, he thought. Layers of learning stacked on top of each other like an upside-down pyramid projected from his head, stretched into the foggy distance of the firmament. Lying on the cool evening grass, he could feel it in the fuzzy spots behind his eyes …