Timeless sea breezes, sea-wind of the night: you come for no one, high up in the moonlight. A story at dawn by Tom O'Neill.
The ghosts in our eyes
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Eye wake up in a construct. Eye lay on my
bed and sweat. Eye replay final moments. Eye try to
picture her face. Eye program a future version of myself
to remember it, slick with seawater, ringed with wet hair. A dark series by Rebecca Cairns with words by Ben Mirov.
