He wrote the letter L & then crossed it out. He wrote a series of loops but it formed no recognizable letters. He wrote the word SWARM in his best handwriting. He stopped. He had never truly looked at SWARM before. Never this silently. He held the paper to his face & kissed the word until his spit smeared the ink & his lips were blue. He wrote the word again, beneath the soaked part of the paper, & again kissed it with all his competence.
Mathias Svalina ⬩ Wastoid ⬩ Wastoid
added November 25, 2022 ⬩ random excerpt