Sister, Silkie, Siren, Shark
We had no one to ask but each other, and we had no answers.
We had no one to ask but each other, and we had no answers.
Its pink gelatinous body, now bloated and round, was starting to curl around the lamppost and nibble the top of it.
What matters most to me is that I’ve made a difference in the world I’ve left behind,
By now, we have learned the real story of one of our deaths. But back then, we only imagined. The stories we told were part of the game.
We talked about our mean parents and what we wished we were drinking instead of apple juice.
Stella wonders what's out there in the vastness of the universe