I take a breath and notice the air has changed flavor from campfire smoke to sweet vanilla and there's a soft sound in my head that I don't quite recognize but reminds me of pennies being tossed into a foundation. The pitter-patter of wishes, desperate wishes.

-Jasmine Warga

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