On that night,
I saw the stars
in waves of black and blue
weaving through my vision
before it went dark
The fireflies buzzing about
with a serenity to it that
made you wonder if you
were awake or dreaming
I hope I was awake
because this is too good
of a dream to wake up from
“Lizzyyyy….,” said Marie, twisting her chair around. “I thought I told you to get new shoes,” Marie says. Lizzy looks down at her shoes, caked with dirt and grime, broken from the hours she spent working on her family’s farm.
On that night, I stole the stars of the galaxy. Billions of them, each one unique, and put them into her eyes.
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