- Vol. 04
- Chapter 08
What does it mean when a mermaid cannot hear the moans of her sex or the cries of her progeny competing with tourist motors and gouged whales surging toward the beach?
Oh I will not die, she insists with a mouth full of plastic, a watery lisp, a swallow of nothing. Her breasts are sore from the pulls of her babies as she races them ahead of the steal of ships.
I will not die but where oh where am I?