Heather Sager lives in Illinois. She has recently contributed fiction to Slippage Lit, Horla, La Piccioletta Barca, Ariel Chart, and Lamplit Underground. Heather also writes poetry.
Tall houses scrape at the blue, white-cloudy sky. The neighborhood grass glows green. This doesn’t look at all like the cyborg farm. My boyfriend is driving. I sit in the backseat with the laundry. I ...