Most everything has dried up: water, the womb, even the love among lovers. Hunger is rife, exceptacross the border. One night, a village is bombed after its men attempt to cross the border.Nine-year old Amedea is buried underground and sleeps to survive. Ten years later, she wakes with a locust embedded in her brow. This political fable is a girl’s magical journey through the border. The border has cut the human heart. Can she repair it with the story of a small life? This is the Locus Girl’s dream, her lovesong—For those walking to the border for dear life And those guarding the border for dear life