Pantoums in the Night OR Pantoums Often Organize Prettily

Marie woke up inside her own head.
It was so unlike anything she’d ever known, and so familiar, that it couldn’t have been anything else.
The rushing walls fell in and emptied when she tried to stand up,
So instead she lay there in the dark.

It was so unlike anything she’d ever known, and so familiar, that it couldn’t have been anything else.
The old-world actions embedded in her glands told her when to go and when to stop
The rushing walls fell in and emptied when she tried to stand up
While a million years of evolution worked and weaved its way above her

The old-world actions embedded in her glands told her when to go and when to stop
She was too wise to listen to anyone’s words but her own, so she ran through her own city, no one else’s
While a million years of evolution worked and weaved its way above her
And she got lost in her own tangled ecstasies.

She was too wise to listen to anyone’s words but her own, so when
Marie woke up inside her own head,
She had no one else to blame for the anger and hatred and malaise.
It was so unlike anything she’d ever known, and so familiar, that it couldn’t have been anything else.

Initial sketches for Edifice Rex

Still just rough sketches/ideas but since this is what I’m working on right now I thought I’d post it up. Hopefully Katy will illustrate the end product. The frames where she’s all baldy are only that way because I don’t know I want to draw her brains yet. Also, the background behind the frames is going to have crazy jumbled words written all across it like her brains are spilled out across the whole comic book.