Shortcake

by Lucy Watson

I’ve read that feelings of déjà vu mean you’re on the path to fulfilling your destiny.

We never really know how the rushing water of life will shape us, or what landscape it will leave behind.

The only promises I have ever broken in my life have been the ones I’ve made to myself.

I’m. Still. Fucking. Standing.

maybe we survived our nightmares, so we can have this.