Garrett talks with us about Panic Room LYRICS: Lustrous lines obscured by opaque blinds – frozen metacarpals tap tap tap the window glass. Syncopated staccatos with the broken clock synchronized with my post-traumatic ticks ticks – talking to the space in the room that echoes back indiscernibly to my disconnected self/self – it’s self-consuming, what’s…
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Published on May 24, 2016 18:41