- Vol. 05
- Chapter 10
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Image by Jon Tyson
An Indefinite Wobble
I barely noticed the world was an indefinite wobble, the infinite days becoming months and years. I barely noticed the break of day, the wind chiseling words in my ears. There are no secrets in the whiff of night, the drip drip of a liar who’s broken from within. There are no secrets in a mirror, in a look that feeds on hungry skin. I dreamt there were no secrets in the break of day, and the world was an indefinite wobble.