psychic raze they're saying this woman is a psychic. or a medium. or whatever you call those people who claim they can commune with the dead. she's new in town. supposed to be helping the cops solve crimes. no one knows what to make of her. she looks like she just got out of high_school. she looks nervous. she looks like your surrogate sister in a dream of a life you never had. she stands in the shade of a gazebo with a concrete floor. a deaf girl plays an invisible violin for a small audience. her mother at her side. no joy in it. the seer stands and wrestles with the same unwieldy instrument. she breaks a string and drops her hands. dances to music no one else can hear. just wait, she says. she turns to the girl and signs the words so she'll understand. the girl looks at her like she's crazy. then she smiles. the rhythm seeps into her like rain. she starts dancing too. this is what you do when your demons won't be reasoned with. you shake your shit and make them watch. 260806 what's it to you? who go blather from