[ He Is Dead, And She ] Poem by Zyw Zywa

[ He Is Dead, And She ]

He is dead, and she

writes me from his mobile phone:


You don't have to cry.

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Story 'App-arition' in the collection 'Night side of the river' (2023, Jeanette Winterson) --- Collection 'Stall'
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