A Grey Hum

Sadly, Iʼll never really know, even now, what I missed or what I really needed at that time. There’s a mystery gap at the spot in my brain that feels like when your foot falls asleep but is slightly more sinister; itʼs a grey hum.”

— Neko Case, What the hell am I (and who the hell cares)?


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Lisa Marie Blair

Painfully aware. Profoundly afraid. Perpetually falling in and out of love with humanity. She/They.

One thought on “A Grey Hum”

  1. How strange that I was just thinking about Neko Case less than an hour ago, and I never think of Neko Case. I was trying to come up with a good name for a dog I might be adopting tomorrow, and I thought of “Niko.” My mind jumped to Ms. Case. Coincidence? It’s the second one like it in 24 hours.


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