< by ellen kennedy and tao lin >

dear ellen

i started an okra farm. when i finished planting the farm it began to grow very fast and i wringed my hands together and made a worried face.

the farm is growing behind me right now. when it grows it makes a noise like a severely depressed old man with crippling arthritis who wakes from a 14 hour nap to an empty room of darkness does after realizing his only friend and pet squirrel is dead and before going back to sleep again. the okra are making that noise right now. i'm afraid to move. i'm very afraid. i don't know what to do.


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