"I don't want to see anyone. I lie in the bedroom with the curtains drawn and nothingness washing over me like a sluggish wave. Whatever is happening t...
Last night I felt the approach of nothing. Not too close but on its way, like a wingbeat, like the cooling of the wind, the slight initial tug of an undertow.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Last night I felt the approach of nothing. Not too close but on its way, like a wingbeat, like the c...
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