The Cure for Loneliness
ShortStory 6,647 words Recommended by 3 award/anthology sources
"I’m pretty sure I’m photosynthesizing. That’s what I mean when I say this year made me a real plant lady. I promise this isn’t another weird quarantine derangement thing, like losing track of time or holding conversations with taxidermy. I still need to eat, but not much. I rarely get hungry unless I stay indoors too long, and if that happens I can just munch down a raw potato and I’m fine again."
Quasar links out; the story lives on Apex, where the author gets the click.