“You must listen for sixty seconds,” the attending told me on the way in. He didn’t need to […]
Loss
si sea noble sufrir sería rey del mundo aun soy nada más que un pez plateado, colgando de […]
Loss is the sound of a closing door echoing in a dusty room the smell of those midnight […]
A convoy of three black vehicles plows through the MDW traffic. Of all the days to have a […]
Friday I An obelisk, massive in the sky, buries the mall in its shadow. It stretches to […]
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