by Zack Haber
She screamed into a canyon. She hated what she screamed. She liked the sound of echoes. She smiled because the people would hear her echoes but they wouldn't hear her screams. She stayed far away from people. She liked life that way but she wanted that to change. The people would hear her beautiful echoes but not her wretched screams. But there were animals between her and the people. What did the animals think? Surely the animals could hear the screams since they're in between. She thought about the animals. Did they abhor her wretched screams? Did they, perhaps, appreciate her honesty? Did her screams even sound beautiful to them? Most likely there was a great diversity of opinion. The camel thought this while the rabbit thought that. She kicked a little dirt. She whistled faintly. She felt very solemn. She still feels very solemn. She's been there quite a long time now. Tell you what I'll do. I'm going to have three kids, three cute little Ethiopian Russian Spanish Pakastani kids, go up and give her a hug. And I'm gonna have a deer come up to her and say "hi, good evening, how are you?"