Field Guide to the Haunted Forest (Haunted Forest Trilogy)

by Jarod K. Anderson

Bats can hear shapes. Plants can eat light. Bees can dance maps. We can hold all these ideas at once and feel both heavy and weightless with the absurd beauty of it all.

The fossil is not the animal. The fossil is not the bones of the animal. The fossil is the stone’s memory of the bones of the animal. And that’s a poetry older than words.

The world is the sound of tree shapes decoded in a bat’s brain. The world is electric fields flexing in the mind of a shark. The world is a landscape of scents, recalled by a wolf like an old friend. The world is a mosaic of temperature shifts on the tip of a python’s snout. The world is you making meaning from marks on this page.