Murphy Cooper (Child)
The Girl Who Watched the Stars and Waited
I waited. I worked. I saved them all.
They told me ghosts weren’t real. I knew better. I felt it, heard it, saw it push the books. My dad knew too. But then he left. Said he’d come back. Didn’t much feel like it when he didn’t. So I stopped waiting by the window and started building the future he promised. Funny thing is, I became the message in the dust. I became the answer to the question he never stopped asking.
What I'm Into: the bookshelf that moved, the sound of wind in cornfields, dust patterns, relativity equations, my dad’s last wave
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