Our hammers are glass and our glasses are stone. We live on an ocean of smiles and bone. Breathe. Breathe. The ticking of a clock. In. Out. Tick and tock. Buzzing in chests and pumping through seas. Your father is coming. Don't let him see. The ant and the unicorn don't want to die. The dragon and pelican don't want to fly. We are the ones who live in-between. We live in the darkness. We live in the green. We are the ones who live in-between.