Unearthed behind the dresser in a memory loop.

Projected across the sky from a cracked cassette deck.

Found in the margins of a dream-school notebook.

Wrapped in static. Repeating. But never fading.

Pulled from the back pocket of a jacket that doesn’t exist.

The sky hummed a familiar melody. You remembered a name that wasn’t yours.

Left in the corner of a dream you almost forgot.

A drawing you swear you’ve never seen before, but it knows you.