Garbage Day
This story was originally posted to Twitter on June 6, 2022.
Long-forgotten Fireflies finds her doll huddled outside, its display case’s well-polished glass shining in the little nook between two of the building’s many trash cans.
She hums happily and kneels down beside it.
“Hey, Lace. What are you doing out here?”
It doesn’t meet her gaze.
It’s garbage day, but they’re so far into the concrete forest that the truck won’t reach them until the evening; that vast thing rumbling past is just a bus, no matter its grasping arms or Lace’s hopeful gaze as it passes it by.