ACT I EXT. -A Fairy Tale Garden- Day The garden rests behind an old cottage. No noise comes from inside. The bright colors and rounded...

“You’re a ghost, right?” The question hangs in air like dust throughout the desolate remains of the ruined space station. I readjust my...

I was born with my face half in darkness. Interpret that how you will. Perhaps it’s literal. Perhaps when I was born, my mother’s back...