Some Sigh: A Short Story

“The apocalypse is finished, today it is the precession of the neutral, of forms of the neutral and of indifference.” Jean Baudrillard, Simulacra and Simulation — Joplin stands in the hallway. A thick bead of sweat rolling slowly down his large round forehead as he swipes at it with his pinky and thoughtlessly sucks theContinue reading “Some Sigh: A Short Story”