No one wants to grow up. But everyone needs to grow.
-- Jo-Ann Armao, The Washington Post
The 'grown-up' bumps her head on the glass ceiling of molten sand and broiled air. She crouches in the vestibule of time, making notes on match books and candy wrappers, puzzling the odds of her escape.
All the world, a google eye of warning, calls her mad when she glides her mind beyond the artificial strictures of her station.
Growing. Glowing. Gone.
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