Dust
“Daddy always loved the lake,” remarked Jelisa Lu. “He’d swim in the buff every morning at dawn. I’d hear him bellow, ONE-TWO-SIX!!! Then a big fat splash.”
“Daddy always loved the lake,” remarked Jelisa Lu. “He’d swim in the buff every morning at dawn. I’d hear him bellow, ONE-TWO-SIX!!! Then a big fat splash.”
He thought she was the Queen of Swords. She didn’t see herself like that, more like the Queen of Cups perhaps.
Sshhhck.
She has no idea where she is. Surrounded by blackness, like floating in a void.
There’s a rope between me and the edge of the dock,
there to keep people from falling or jumping in.
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🌊 Exciting news! "All Water Has a Perfect Memory" by Nada Samih-Rotondo has been shortlisted for the 2024 William Saroyan International Prize for Writing! 🎉