I wrote the original poetry for Vectors during the first seven days of July, 2006, while sicker than usual and unable to get out of bed, somehow imagining there was no one else out there. There will always be those who think the idea too far-fetched, that humanity could never destroy itself so utterly, especially in only one week. Yet these poems by Marge Simon and myself were never about science's purest ground zero but about all our planet's brethren, reduced to hearts and numbers. - Charlee Jacob
Winner of the 2007 Bram Stoker Award for Superior Achievement in a Poetry Collection.