STAY_WITH_ME_SISTER_MOON

 

The moon, as slick and as heavy as curdled cream, slipped slowly across the fading sky, wrapped up in its own silence. Naked and itching, in a skin that wouldn't fit him for much longer, the boy hummed a tune and stared at the throbbing moon through his distended fingers. 'Stay with me sister moon' he sang into the sky, 'stay with me this night.'