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Word Count: 100 words of text, exactly
Genre: Geological-astronomical anthropomorphic rock-fiction
Never Water
©August 10th, 2017
By Vijaya Sundaram
Out of the soil, slowly emerging, out of the dirt, into the air, fault-lines converging, purging itself of all memory, all melodies of another time, another place, another birth, another face, I push aside what was, and raise my eyes to what is.
Once, I remember flying through space like a winged God, particles of me racing, spinning, then joining, then forming into larger and larger particles. I was fire and joy, born in the heart of a nebula.
Now, I am a mere thing, small, cooled, reduced.
Fire and earth, but never water.
I am athirst. I am athirst.
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