-- From The Blue Fox by Sjon
On the morning after the Feds burned down her house and took her father, Havaa woke from dreams of sea anemones.
-- From A Constellation of a Vital Phenomena by Anthony Marra
Once upon a time, a girl named September grew very tired indeed of her parents' house, where she washed the same pink-and-yellow teacups and matching gravy boats every day, slept on the same embroidered pillow, and played with the same small and amiable dog. Because she had been born in May, and because she had a mole on her left cheek, and because her feet were very large and ungainly, the Green Wind took pity on her and flew to her window one evening just after her twelfth birthday.
-- From The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland on a Ship of Her Own Making by Catherynne Valente
Once upon a time, a girl named September had a secret. Now,
secrets are delicate things. They can fill you up with sweetness and leave you
like a cat who has found a particularly fat sparrow to eat and did not get
clawed or bitten even once while she was about it. But they can also get stuck
inside you, and very slowly boil up your bones for their bitter soup.
It began with my father not wanting to see the Last Rabbit and ended up with my being eaten by a carnivorous plant.
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