salt-stains

raw and screaming, we don't know anything the first breath that we take fills up our lungs with air and our body with blood and our ears with that rush, that consciousness, the first seconds of being alive. that's how it starts. and then the same thing's repeated, fifteen years later. this is him: he's working so hard to get muscles visible over the surface of his bones he's still thin and people think he's weak, as hard as he's constantly trying to break out of that shell. his arms have scars that were worn in because he wanted to start out new by destroying something everybody had always told him to keep pretty and protect, they'v