Sacred Clone News

Melodies dance like raindrops on our desert streets, steaming until the cool of cloud-soak pacifies clay, closing cracks and washing away the hard shell, softening seeds laid dormant since our grandfather’s birth. No matter who put them there, dropped their treasured code, coded treasure in just the right place. These are a few of the survivors, cast in safe numbers so, so high that a row of all nines gets nudged over until it becomes a one with more zeros than days I’ve lived. [...]