May 6, 2020
2 min read
Bernadette and Words
one of her many visions
“Words do not signify the intellect of our species but rather, are the intellect’s invention for judging the exterior world,” he said without looking up. He sounded inhuman and genius simultaneously. She could smell his natural odors: sweet and sour sweat with an edge of wet moss emanating from his shirt. He was different than most men she saw frequent the old soda shop on their way to…
