from ALEXA GRÆ + Mom
ALONE TOGETHER for SALONATHON

HUM

the quiet is malignant creeping into my brain, my soul
i wish for the sound of a voice, any voice to break the silence that surrounds me
i am overcome with a sense of ennui - time means nothing and then someone calls.
someone i love, someone who is part of my history, my future…
and i realize that we are alone together.
the quiet no longer feels oppressive…crushing…
i can breathe and hum as my day continues