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Genre: Literary Fiction

Word Count: 97

MERCURY RISES

            Of all the gods, Hermes, the messenger sent from Heaven to visit Earth, fascinated me the most. My adoration took wing the moment we met. How had I, a mere mortal, been so fortunate?

            We played hide-and-seek in the sunlight and danced when there wasn’t any music. Once he spirited away my favorite necklace and hid it. I seethed until he returned it, twined around the stems of a fragrant bouquet.

            Nyx casts her shadow across our efflorescent valley.  

            From his IV jungle of tubes and catheters, my Hermes whispers with a breathless rasp, “Mom, it’s time.”