Little Curlew

All its life, the bird had felt unworthy and plain. Uninteresting and unremarkable. With its beak too long, its feathers a drab color, it felt utterly worthless. And trading being a human at the price of understanding was not too much of a price. Or was it? dedication to Eskimo Curlew bird

The Duck

K-8 lives in the future, where the environment has been devastated, and human beings are now clones. And her fondest dream is to see a duck, for real, and not just through memory recording files. Take a glimpse into her life, on the day when her wish might come true. This story is in dedication to the Hawaiian Duck