Sirius
A poem written for a friend.
| When I was small I used to stand outside and look Out to the black of space. The stars were white and scattered there Like dust, like mist, like lace. Now that I’m grown |
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Victoria Fisher is a writer of (mostly) speculative fiction presently living in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire, UK.
She is most recently the author of the short story The Drinker, appearing in Canadian vampire anthology Evolve.