lucille in the sky
Head in the clouds, dreaming. Feet on the earth, dancing.
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Fiction written for Trifecta.
It wasn’t the first time she’d woken in unfamiliar surroundings. But it was the worst. Wind screaming, ground fertile, darkness stabbing her naked body like glass erupting into the eyes. As alone as a man drifting in space.
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