The apartment’s a wreck. André stumbles out next, plops down in the comfy orange chair, opposite Owen, drinking coffee, the sludge-like blood in his veins slowly thinning.
In the dim glow of a forgotten streetlamp, where shadows dance with whispered secrets, Kevin M. Cowan weaves his tapestry—a symphony of ink and circuitry. His words, like ghostly echoes, traverse the corridors of time, painting worlds where the past and future entwine in a delicate waltz. As a musician, he crafts melodies that linger like the scent of rain on asphalt, haunting yet familiar, resonating with the pulse of the city night. In the realm of technology, he is the silent architect, sculpting digital dreams that flicker like neon in the fog. Together, these threads form a noir narrative, a hypnotic blend of the tangible and the ethereal, inviting us to wander through the labyrinth of his
Kevin M. Cowan is a writer, technologist, and artist whose work spans novels, AI development, drumming, and filmmaking. From his fiction roots in Nebraska to experimental media projects and cutting-edge AI, Kevin blends storytelling, sound, and code into one creative continuum. Explore his world — one story, rhythm, and idea at a time.
Music. Video. Visuals arts. All composed or curated by Kevin.
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