by admin | May 10, 2022 | Umbrographic Archive
We sweep litter off the bed almost every night. It sticks to the bottoms of our ever-moist feet and follows me into bed. We sweep it into the crack between the bed and the wall. It will bind and, one day, I think, form a wall of its own. We won’t even notice it, as if...
by admin | May 10, 2022 | Umbrographic Archive
I have taken measurements of the thing in metric. I do not wish to share those publicly, because I am afraid it will know that I am talking about it. I can smell the waves from here. Sine waves. Big ones. Juicy ones. Even at low tide, they overtake the saws and...