Written by Thanisha Chowdhury
Art by Kyle Smith
Don’t open your eyes. We can skim along the seas, spin gold from air, take the sun in our hands, but only here, only in your sleep. Tell me, what’s so good about reality? Not every wonderful thing has to be something you can touch.
You’re the most beautiful one here, don’t you know? Don’t look at me like that, I’m not a mirror, only a dream. I swear. Hold me, spin me, throw me to the sky, I won’t stop you. No one will.
Now run, run with your mirage-feet. Death will never catch you if you’re fast enough. There’s no such thing as need or want, only have and rejoice. Stay with me, stay with me. Please, don’t open your eyes.