Irene Plax and Jane Hulstrunk

Jane Hulstrunk


Inspiration Piece


Irene Plax


Response Piece

If she was lucky, she could get in a whole hour. The mermaid humped her body onto a low, flat rock and lay down. The water in her navel dried slowly. She stared at the exposed earth and watched the sun rays bake stone.

There was no sea-moss covering the cliffs. She murmured peacefully by the still water, then broke into a hum. Her mouth opened and her voice escaped, lifting, traveling into space. How sweet, she thought, to sing freely, without the resistance of water.

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