Recovered On Scene · Cocktail Napkin, Scorched
A cheap paper cocktail napkin, curled black along one edge like it was held too close to a candle and pulled back too late. The handwriting is cramped, pressed hard enough to tear the paper in places — whoever wrote this went over some words two and three times.
the cage the cage the cage.
POLAND AVE. by the water. where the containers are stacked so high you cant see the fence behind them. thats where. thats where they had me, the green room that hummed all night
i counted the days by the ferry horn