Day 6. The One Full of Contradictions
If something has no name, then how do we know what it is, if it’s nameless. Ida’s Youngest was like one of those concrete noun things. Like a brick. Or a statue. The Big Bang. A thing on to itself. Himself being himself. And he called himself Effortless, so he’d know what he was.
sky in his pocket
all that grey weighed him down
but it kept him grounded