Postcards: Cryptic Wisdom

Image of public art: a girl wearing a blue dress; her head is a shark's head.
I’ve been unfairly judged all my life. I look “scary” and I’m reprimanded anytime I get excited—they call it a “frenzy.” As a pup, I got sent to the principal’s office all the time. Every single time, he asked if I’d bit someone. I never bit anyone. Not as a kid, anyway.

Finally, in my 30s, I got properly diagnosed. I realized I wasn’t bad, just different. I sought out others like me and made real human connections. Friendships, then more. I do a lot of biting now, recreationally, and it’s wonderful.

Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.
~Shark Girl
Image of giant metal horse heads at night, illuminated in many colors.
Town Clerics,

Our river has seen many deaths. Whether accidental or malicious, we consider them offerings to be accepted with gratitude. These recent women, though… So many women murdered in our river. “Witches,” you called them. But we see them for what they were: a community of loving women who dared to live differently. We do not accept these offerings. Tonight, we rise up in vengeance to claim our choice of tributes. Get your affairs in order.

Sincerely,
The Kelpies