2022-01-30

deep lake dawn

I assemble a harem of naked teen girls in the ruins of South Lake Tahoe. We subsist on a lifestyle of foraging, looting, and mass murder. Cindy is my favorite. She reminds me of someone I knew a long time ago. We wake up early and walk on the pre-dawn pier, searching the water for deep-lake monsters, Soviet submarines, and the ghost of my father fishing for memories of his son. I warm Cindy's forearms with the tips of my dead fingers. I whisper things about a past that I hope will signal a brighter future.