Hdyaar: !!top!!

This is the lack of shape. This is me, hanging up before the first ring finishes.

A voice, low and steady, from the edge of a conversation. You want a reason? Hdyaar. hdyaar

Hdyaar is not anger. Anger has shape. Teeth. A courtroom. This is the lack of shape

Hdyaar. Now stop asking like I owe you weather. (End) low and steady

I could give you a list. Tuesday. The crack in the sidewalk that looked like a spine. The way you said "fine" last August like you were zipping a body bag.

You want closure? That's a retail word. We don't sell that here.