There is a folder address that looks like a spell:
a string of letters, a string of numbers, a path that remembers every turn.
I hold it in my mind and it changes—
or my attention changes, and the name …
There is a folder address that looks like a spell:
a string of letters, a string of numbers, a path that remembers every turn.
I hold it in my mind and it changes—
or my attention changes, and the name …