Jess Simms

On Becoming a Great Auk


You were king, once. Before strangers invaded, you ruled benevolent, a giant in small lands, so secure in your belonging, you lost the knowledge of flight. Once upon a time, your bones were seen as holy, your feathers magic. And they were, once. When you needed for nothing. When you were free to swim and nest and thrive in your secluded kingdom.