Stories by Leon de la Garza
I entered this chamber fifty two years ago. I remember that day in its entirety. My memories before it are sparse, it was a different life, they were different times. I remember my body. They said it was perfect, I was short, slim, smart. I agreed with them when they told me, but they didn’t…
“Do you know what people said back then?” “What?” “They said humans would not survive.” “Really? Why did they say that?” “I don’t know. It’s hard to imagine being alive back then. Problems must have seemed insurmountable to them. I suppose they saw their end around every corner, with each new sign of trouble, with…