- Vol. 04
- Chapter 06
Image by Spooky Pooka
Behind the Scenes
He gave us paper - half-formed
stories, sleeping beneath our skin.
Wait, he said. Wait, now.
And so we did - half-formed
patient to begin.
Our tiny deaths holding breaths so trees could stretch out into lungs.
One day, he said - we will talk about this.
Of forming planets in our mouths so we can start to exist.