"And then, that held-breath pause until the dead found their way to us in fragments. Static on the phone, phantoms on TV screens, corrupted emails. Saying: Tell her. Tell him. Tell them I love them. Tell them I was murdered."
"Roams The Planet of Our Grief"
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Roams the Planet of Our Grief by Natalia Theodoridou
Clarkesworld Science Fiction and Fantasy Magazine and Podcast.