Paul Takes the Form of a Mortal Girl

by Andrea Lawlor

Everyone’s attainable.

The night was magic, Paul was magic; he saw secret doors everywhere.

Everything Paul knew boiled down to this one gimmick: try for what you want.

Paul disliked instrumental music. He wanted stories, all the time.

The easiest lie to tell was the closest to the truth.

“You want to be everything, all the time,”