*Trigger Warning* implied sexual violence
Heady rapeseed grew, intoxicating teenaged youth. Through fields, he wildly weaved, stumbling upon a girl posed amidst the lumbering stalks. Her yellow flowered dress danced against her bare stem legs. A mirage, he thought, until the sun glinted in her eyes. He knew he’d take her; breathe her in too.
Julie Kusma, Author 