Starlings

by Jo Walton

So here in one place for your reading convenience are two short stories that I wrote after I knew what I was doing, two I wrote before I knew what I was doing, some exercises, some extended jokes, some first chapters of books I didn’t write, some poems with the line breaks taken out, a play, and some poems with the line breaks left in. I do hope you like them.

“Love? Well now. You feel what you feel, and I feel what I feel, but that doesn’t mean you have to fit us into a story and wreck both our lives.”

They say I snatched you from the world above Bound you with pomegranates, cast a spell Bribed you with architecture. It’s not so. Friendship is complicated, life is, love, Your work the growing world, my task is Hell You come back always, always have to go.