Prose Practice 3,

Again, still very rusty. I apologize for the quality. I also don't know how exactly to classify this. Sorry.

“It is wonder that keeps the stars apart.” That is a quote. These words - these ones here, that you are reading now. These are mine. This is me writing. Some of my words are long, others are of a miniscule length. That was irony. These are my sentences, some of them are short. Other sentences flow, they twist and turn and dance their words in long motions - swaying here and there with the careful regard of words that are written and not spoken - until you speak them, that is. words that are spoken must burn themselves into the air - i do not dare speak them.