They Say a Girl Died Here

Chapter 67

All of them are everywhere, all at once. The house is busy, busy, busy through the days and nights, people moving from room to room, dizzyingly fast. The land beneath can feel it all.

Stars, sun, moon, spinning overhead.

Lights come on and lights go off.

Girls everywhere. Dead girls, live girls. Mothers, daughters, sisters, friends.

They come, they go. They are here, they aren’t here. They live, they die. They are all in between.

And the one aged constant at the center of it all. Holding together the universes she has created as she herself unravels. She doesn’t give up.

Women. Always women. The life-givers. All that energy inside them.

All that love. All that rage. It’s a powerful combination.