we sleep inside of this machine

[Ryan de le Poer]

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SOMEWHERE THERE'S A CRACK IN THE SIDEWALK
BIGGER THAN THE SHADOW OF DEATH IN THIS TOWN

"He didn’t at first," she replied, watching as the horse raised it head for a moment, before turning apathetically and walking a few meters away from them. "But I told him not too long ago." Things didn’t really seem that much different. "He had no idea, but he remembered my mother. I suppose that’s a good thing." At least she felt in some sense that he loved her mother. Sure, he hadn’t been around, but it wasn’t as if she was a one night stand and then tossed to the curb. She had been significant enough for him to remember and without wondering if it could have been anyone else. "Does he have any other children you know about?" He had asked if she had been the only one, but she wondered if there was a possibility he had found others after Lene. If so, maybe she had siblings.

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