Wisp (United States) published:
PROMPT: Why I Write
I punctured my skin with ballpoint pins, ink seeking solace within my blood, until the two intertwined and became one. When I bled, letters fell out and spilled across the expanse of the world, tints of red shifting in the microscopic letters of my eternal being. I lost myself in the reds and blacks of letters and words. And when I returned, I was an inkling of a writer.
The stars swam with such delight, staring down...
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