The Water-Wash
by Luc
· 21/03/2026
Published 21/03/2026 13:48
The sky finally broke.
Heavy drops on the glass.
It’s time for the good paper,
let the moments pass.
This is what I do
when the world turns grey.
The ink blooms on the sheet,
holding back the day.
A quiet scratching sound,
on paper, damp and true.
A world made in the quiet,
the only thing to do.