analysis

I looked down at my phone again and had a brief moment of clarity that said "the relief that you're looking for isn't here"

And i turned my head away

And then i turned it back and opened up a different app

I read about women who survived by going underground. But i lost the book. 

I heard the second-hand phantom voice say, "oh my love, what a mirror image of each other we are"

Photo by @irvarina