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II. "Each"
He lay very straight
in the fantastic temperatures
of the red pulse as it sank away and he thought about the difference
between outside and inside.
Inside is mine, he thought. The next day Geryon and his brother
went to the beach.
They swam and practiced belching and ate jam-and-sand sandwiches on a blanket.
Geryon's brother found an American dollar bill
and gave it to Geryon. Geryon found a piece of an old war helmet and hid it.
That was also the day
he began his autobiography. In this work Geryon set down all inside things
particularly his own heroism
and early death much to the despair of the community. He coolly omitted
all outside things.
Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red
Are you perchance working on a comic?
Like this? "đź–Ť" Would love to see one of your oc's!
Fffffffwaah thank you so much~!
Here’s my edgy orphan, Silas, who lives on the streets of London around the 1850′s…ish. He’s half human and half Genecian (a race of shape-shifters, it’s an alternate universe), so he’s often treated as subhuman because of his mixed blood. That’s why he’s pretty…angsty. But if you get past the scowl, he’s just a marshmallow who needs some hugs and love.
I will never forgive Viria for making everyone think that Leo's hair is straight/wavy (it's curly) and that he wears that atrocious outfit (he wore it 1 time).
Everytime someone give him straight hair a angel lost it's wing and at this point it's a mass murder
