The Department of Lost Hours Where do they put them, the lost hours of saved daylight? Are they stored in a dusty government office, an accidentally funded pocket of the federal budget? Stashed by clever clock drones to craft their own alternate century. As autumn hones our edges, brightens the leaves, billows the sky, the hours seem to dim, shrink, turn in on themselves. All I want to do is turn inside, switch on lamps…
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Published on November 01, 2022 10:51