Georgi Kay | Scary People

 

Every day the butterfly visits me in one form or another. “Chrysalis.” She comes out through the TV show I put on in the background, on the radio program in my uber, on a webpage about film (I must have conjured her through the story). Or she conjured herself through my memory. “It’s not so much a death, as it is a transformation.” The radio lady’s voice echoes in my head.

 

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