We asked Carlos about our inability to experience tectonic shifts. Carlos, lovely Carlos, had previously recorded other massive tremor activity underneath our city.
His response was a few seconds of stammering, followed by a sigh and slow headshake. His eyes were distant, distracted, yet beautiful.
I asked him where he got his shirt. It fit him so well.
He said he would look at his notes and computer models and see if he could figure out what was going on.
I don’t know if he listens to me, sometimes.