Fragmented Lament
Are you okay? The technician’s voice is an muted echo, drowned and blurred, like the photo of the sea lion on the ceiling as seen through saltwater vision. My “yes” is… Read more »
Are you okay? The technician’s voice is an muted echo, drowned and blurred, like the photo of the sea lion on the ceiling as seen through saltwater vision. My “yes” is… Read more »