From the Inhabitants
Collaboration with Jason Bradford
From the Inhabitants 2, by Jason Bradford
I can hear the hum of wasps beneath the whir of fluorescent lighting. I suspect Orion is dancing tonight. The air is throbbing with familiarity. I trace the grooves in the brick. Water pools on the floor, and nostalgia screams from the baseboards. I suspect I’m being watched by a snow owl. All I can do is press my face against a window.