OH GOD IS THAT REALLY WHAT I SOUND LIKE? I think, marveling at the tiny screen. I want to look away. She holds it up close so I can see. “Ew, babe. I don’t—” “No, just watch.” “This is weird.” “Oh, you have no idea.” She pushes a button on the side, and the volume […]
I BARELY EXIST AT ALL. Could I still be dreaming? Caught between something bright and something empty… Severed at the neck. Hungry. It spoke to me. What to call it?