Anonymous

Please?

Unfortunately, for you, anon, this is a request that has only ever worked once.

Probably, it will never work again.

You have to understand, words are not so easy to come by in the colorful chaos of my brainspace; they are many, but they don’t play well with others. Words are slippery creatures, they blend into the shadows cast by memories & doubt, & they burrow deep into bone. Even when I can catch them, they tend to turn to dust when they touch the air.

I’m sorry, anon, even with something to work with right now, even if we had silvered our skin with the dew the moon leaves for the morning, if we had tried to turn our bodies into one pale light in the grass, I’m not sure if even then I would be able to write you anything.

I think I might have forgotten how.

N