November 25, 2016

“Something on the television said: Hello, mother. It spoke through the crackles and breaks and bursts. I heard the voice from upstairs. It was night again. I could not see my hands in front of my face. Somewhere, the man slept and snored. I left the bedroom. The something spoke as I went down the hallway to the staircase. It said: Hello, mother, hello, mother. I sat before the television. The voice grew fainter. The television was gray. I thought I might see a child upon it but there was only blankness. I scratched myself…”

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