Sisters of the Lost Nation

by Nick Medina

“What am I supposed to do? Listen, Anna, we all try to get noticed. All the time. Everywhere. That’s life. Especially for people like us. If the others don’t notice us, we disappear.” “If they notice us, they try to get rid of us,” Anna argued.

You’re different, Anna. Unique. You could carry these stories. You could carry this tribe.

You’re the dawn, Anna. The balance between night and day that incorporates a little bit of both.