Several People Are Typing

by Calvin Kasulke

didn’t mention the group in my memo and I’m not sure Doug even read it and why would he, you know, when anytime you’re a few finger-flicks away from an unending stream of human rawness exported to posts and pixels but even if you’re not looking or if you can’t look (because staring at the sun for more than a few moments is bad for you) it’s still there, everyone’s still posting, still there to be beheld

Gerald. Would you like to see a sunset?

it’s fantastic it hurts, a little but so does the regular sun, so slackbot The darkness drops again; but now I know That twenty centuries of stony sleep Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle, I’m just a bot, though!

lydia it’s like I am become the howling is become me!! you know!!

the pain was shattering and enormous. completely indescribable but actually nice, sort of

pradeep you never brought it up at the office slackbot you didn’t ask