|Rust and texture samples with wasp hive Patricia Chauncey photo Christine Hatfull|
Under the snow were bubbled and dimpled bio-luminescent creatures. Soft and amorphous but oozing slowly through the land. I needed to get to a community celebration but was not sure how to pass through the vulnerable environment.
I knew that no one I knew or cared for was anywhere near.
When I walked the ground cleared as I stepped. It didn't matter how thick the creatures and snow were. I looked behind me and the snow and creatures again engulfed where I had just been. The question was am I passing through or am I being consumed.
The further I walked the more it became clear that I was alone and there really wasn't anywhere to go.
I looked down and saw a single glowing creature left behind by the rest. I reached to touch it . The warmth of my hand caused it to divide.