2019
Kayla Anderson writes: “In my mind, she was preparing for flight. The wall was her horizon, a launching pad into the unknown, which for her was the only location of freedom. To broaden one’s horizons means to exceed the limits of one’s prescribed plight. While her moment of escape might be fleeting, her flight would be eternal.
The story was printed as one long horizontal line, the pages placed along a window ledge, beyond which the sun was starting to set.
The setting sun is sometimes used as a metaphor for the end of an empire. It signals a final, inevitable, collapse. I have been waiting so long for this sun to set. Since before I was born. When I see your horizon, I close my eyes and I tell myself that it is near. It is so near.
But before then (as we saw that day) there will be many fires. I pray that their intensity will call down the sun.
When it does, remember that the sun loves you.”