By Joshua Hebburn
I hit send and put the phone down, face up, on the table. Waited, and the phone buzzed. The screen lit. I read. I went to the doorway of my apartment and opened the coat closet, which, since I live in Southern California, I use for storage instead of coats. I walked back over to the table. I positioned the nail true over my phone screen and hammered the notification into the table.
Joshua Hebburn is an assistant fiction editor at X-R-A-Y. From the Farewell Transmission archive he recommends Tyler Dempsey’s “Evidence I’m Mentally Ill.”