I hear voices. Audible crumbs that line the zigzagged paths in my head. Loud whispers fold into hushed thoughts, a disconnect bridged by a familiar tone. It builds into a phrase, like a breeze into wind, almost recognizable in a… Read More ›
I hear voices. Audible crumbs that line the zigzagged paths in my head. Loud whispers fold into hushed thoughts, a disconnect bridged by a familiar tone. It builds into a phrase, like a breeze into wind, almost recognizable in a… Read More ›