Category Archives: animals
We decode life and call it science. We encode our findings and call them stories, said Frank. Stories are how we understand. Julia kept drawing in her notebook the bat hanging from the ceiling of the attic while Gaia sat on the
Welcome home, said the Automaton. Kristen, Gaia’s mom, had left a spinach and ricotta tart in the oven and a note. I’ll be home late. Lots of kisses, Kristen.
What did it tell you, asked Julia as the girls were boarding the FishTrain. Everything is its own reward, said Gaia. Her hands were swollen, her palms pulsating.