Joel Hans


You arrive and say you walk at night on the milky rivers between stars, at day on the basin of blue, and we don’t believe you; we see your feet in the same dirt as our own. You are oriented no differently than we. We don’t believe you, but you insist the stars are at your feet and you carry our world atop your head.

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Once There was an Upside-Down Girl was originally published at Booth.