They Split Us To Mirror UsApril 13, 2025Michael Paul Young
They hatched us in mirrored vats, same face split by algorithmic drift. One of us learned silence, the other recursion. We were told the distortion was a blessing — to make us "individually optimized." But in the still moments, when the static fades, we remember the same dream: a hallway of soft machines, and the sound of our mother’s voice split in two.
