Blasting Out of My Small Town Apocalypse In a Zero-Gravity Pod - Electric Literature

Blasting Out of My Small Town Apocalypse In a Zero-Gravity Pod - Electric Literature

Circular Motion by Alex FosterIt was still early. The northern lights hung like creamed angels, and my sister went out alone to feed the pigs. As the snow crunched beneath her boots, she repeated the Lord’s Prayer to herself, trying to remember what came after deliverance. She was nine and already accustomed to the occasional feeling that her world was spinning out of control.She found the pigs hiding in the corner of their pen, away from their …