universal end (prose)

Part of the series on defamiliarization signed by the pseudonym Nikodem Lanci.

1, Setembro

She now oft forgets. Memories are volatile, as is the foam of waves and the formication they leave debossed on the shore. September reminds her of wasps, meadows, heat. I’m reminded of jags and seagulls or a deformed field of ashfall. I’ve never heard her express fear of losing the common ropes; my name orContinue reading “1, Setembro”