For a time I was convinced this was going to be marginally better than The Garden (albeit not by much) but god it was so much worse.
First person narration with a snarky/sassy teenager clearly written by a middle aged man, so much time wasted on useless high school shenanigans, and the worst executed "Persephone" allegory I have read in a while.
I can't find a good thing to say about this short story. Not about the plot, the writing, the characters, the themes that really were not there. Even the point of giving the character a charged name like "Persephone" and only tying it with the element of pomegranate seeds felt... Weak? Especially because the motif was not well established enough and really got lost amidst the teen angst of it all.
What is worse... I feel like this short story misses the point of short stories entirely. Exhibit A:
“I just get these headaches.” That sounded self-pitying, so I added a joke. “Plus I have crimes to solve. This is just my secret identity, I’m really Supergirl.”
Why even bother to point out something like "so I added a joke"? Would the reader not get her meaning otherwise?
What I'm getting at is that the point of a short story is to tell something in a small amount of words. To make every word count. But Persephone devolves so much of its length to repetition and overexplaining, not to mention the absolute waste of its first fifteen pages (half its length) that just drag on forever in this boring introduction to Persephone's high school life filled with teen angst and sass.
Perhaps I am simply not the target, and that's ok. But this is still pretty bad.
Time to re-read The Six Deaths of the Saints to pick myself up, because right now I have very little motivation to finish this collection.