- The Hysterical Girls of St. Bernadette's by Hanna Alkaf: I think about what it would be like to feel less alone, to talk to people who understand me, who might know the answers to my questions. What it would feel like to have a friend. I wonder if banishing my loneliness would mean banishing my ghosts. I wonder if these girls can save me, the way my nightmares ask to be saved.
- Sunbirth by An Yu: People had to live, after all, and life was already a large enough mess, even before the sun started to disappear. This may all sound foolish – mad, even – but as long as the sun continued to rise, we had to live, and to live, for most people, was to survive as an individual, not as a species. So, time. That is my guess. Time stretches everything thin. Change is a creature that crawls.
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