KELLY LUCE from the opening lines of “Three Scenarios in which Hana Sakaski Grows a Tail”
It is her thirteenth birthday. She wakes alone. Her right hand reaches around to feel a soft length of hair that wasn’t there when she took her bath the night before. She shuffles to the mirror, cranes her neck. The tail is three inches long and gleams silver with a lavender tinge, one end thin and flyaway, the other as thick as rope. It sprouts from the asymmetrical dark button at the base of her spine - what her mother used to call her Hydrangea Mole.
It is her thirteenth birthday. She wakes alone. Her right hand reaches around to feel a soft length of hair that wasn’t there when she took her bath the night before. She shuffles to the mirror, cranes her neck. The tail is three inches long and gleams silver with a lavender tinge, one end thin and flyaway, the other as thick as rope. It sprouts from the asymmetrical dark button at the base of her spine - what her mother used to call her Hydrangea Mole.
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