brothers I built

At fifteen, theo's life is reduced to diapers, crying babies, boiling porridge, and folding laundry no one ever seems to wear. He lives in a cramped house with five younger siblings, including a toddler-like brother who is, oddly, older than him.

But the days don't feel right. The same shirt hangs outside every afternoon. The babies never grow. The noise never ends. Theo is always tired, always cold - and his brother is always warm.