Excerpt from Anagram

“Letters curl and bend across these imaginary lines, rippling through waves of past experiences, thoughts and feelings, faces we’ve seen, faces we haven’t, words we said, and words we haven’t. Perhaps, you live in your head, and these words appearing and disappearing through waves of light and retinas were once shields protecting you from the harshness of reality and the cruelness of fate, from the enemy secretly smirking in the mirror.”