Jupiter sank beyond the horizon. The sky flared with red and gold colors, fading as a myriad of silver stars appeared above. Gulls circled in the sky, bleating as waves lapped at the small boat, juggling it from crest to crest.
A man and woman lay together inside. The man touched her hair and buried his fingers in her blue-black curls. The woman nestled in his chest, memorizing the scent of his musk and the contours of his arms. …
Kristen Lee Knapp is pursuing his bachelor's degree in English at a university in Florida. “He enjoys abusing his protagonists and their rate of survival is astonishingly low.” He also maintains the blog Life from the Slush Pile.
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