Up to now, my friends and I had solved every puzzle, survived every horror of this sick fun house, but now they both lay in pieces among the hidden traps guarding the exit.
I bit my lip, reading the sign again. You made it! Just waltz on out!
Following the sign’s suggestion, they had both tried to just walk through. But spikes had popped up, tearing them apart.
I wondered if…
Sniffling, I danced forward, stepping in triple meter. Perpetually circling, as if a partner held me in their arms.
No spikes triggered and, as advised, I waltzed on out.
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Little Blue Marble 2022: Warmer Worlds
Featuring “I Hope This Email Does Not Find You!”
The last eight years have been the warmest on record.
Little Blue Marble‘s anthology of speculative climate fiction and poetry from an international slate of authors mourns and hopes in equal measure for the fate of our world and its ecosystems.
May these visions of the future inspire collective action before climate chaos becomes irreversible.
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