Always she seemed to be listening to some foray in the blood, that had no known setting

When I first came here (I thought I’d never get used to the trains; now when it’s quiet I...

Some of them (to isolate themselves even further, beat their own ears until the tiny bones...

You could touch him but he wasn’t there

Tiny human figurines made from sand. If you held these to your ear, you heard soft sweet music

Dry Keys Echo in the Dark and Humid Early Hours

For believing (you were a strange beautiful unearthly creature from a faraway planet)