Flash Fiction, Redivider (2017).

"We are twelve—no thirteen—twenty-four—only three bodies of all crayons, male and female, straight and crooked, tired and with stamina, we are makers, we are art, we are writing everything down."

*Third Place Winner in the 2016 Redivider Blurred Genre Contest, judged by Claudia Rankine.

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