I am the last speck of pollen. We skip spring, always. The end of my story always involves at least one person metamorphosed into an mirroring object. You and I are the one Thing unlike the others, and one of us with be with the other, even till the end of the age.
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Connor Stratman is a Dallas-based writer and teaches English at the University of Texas at Arlington. He considers himself an avid dog lover.