The Faded Frequency
March 14, 2024 The static in my left ear is louder this morning, Clara. It hums like a fluorescent light about to burst, a low, electric thrum that vibrates against the bone behind my jaw. I am writing this from the break room at the Oakhaven border station, staring at the coffee ring on the table, trying to convince myself that the sound is just the overhead fan. It isn’t. You know it isn’t,...
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