Operator Speaking by Zachary Constantine
 

Archive for May, 2001

The Moth

Friday, May 11th, 2001

It was a long walk, but somewhere along the way a moth flew into my open palm as I swung my arms in synchronous motion with my feet.
I let it go, it flew away. Unlike T*****.
In a paroxysm of birth and suicide, T***** killed his insect effigy with a single slumbering arm haphazardly placed.
T*****’s death, [...]