Chastity

Photo by Kenny Gaines on Unsplash

There’s a chair in a meadow made out of wood from The Voyager that used to sail from Europe to the Americas. The chair sits in a field of wild irises that bloom throughout the year, in the dry winds of summer, through the chill of fall, into the snows of winter, and the rains of spring, the flowers bloom. No one knows the chair exists, no one but for Chastity. She walks miles from her father’s home in Dickson to the meadow daily, sits on her thrown to smell and feel the…