they liked it when he spoke of magical tales so he gave up speaking all together. and he liked it that way. he gave up his home, his own body, and that broken pieces of glass shaped in jigsaw pieces that blew in the wind.

He had a long dry face and cauliflower ears his hair looks like s*** and they’re barely wasn’t any every time he spoke tiny pieces of skin cracked of his lips so he didn’t speak to often