Tag Archives: Donald Illich

Radio

The radio is new, along with the seats and tread of the tires. It vibrates songs throughout the car, from melancholy rock anthems to sprightly classical tunes. It doesn’t know about being worn, about parts reluctant to spray music anymore, … Continue reading

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Ghost of Language

We buy ourselves on the open market. Beat out other bidders, watch them slink away into the double dark. Cry, when we realize we’re whole, not torn apart. We’ve seen other people crawling around attempting to find what was left … Continue reading

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