Table of Contents | 10 April 2023
Marion Crane lost everything / what did you lose
yeah, I’m filling in: sphinx’s on sick leave.
I head upstairs to my brother’s room with my cracked mask in hand and stand outside his door like I have many times before, waiting for my ñaño to do something. Come out or utter a few words or shift around. Algo. My heart beats in my ears. Sometimes I come here at night and lean my head, cushion my cheek to the door, and just listen. A veces my hand sits on the doorknob, steady. Today I leave a little dot of blood from my face on Juanmar’s door, a trace of me.
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