Victor Sees It Come to Life

Fleeing from his adolescent dream fulfilled. Secret materialized, he runs. A few years younger he’d be enraptured, next days shadowed, enthickening to a foundation. A year or two older he be its owner (contrast with creator, contrast with shame) denialed desire accessible, beck and call. They hit their heads on the ice flow engazing the monster on its sledge. They grabbed the gunwales melting with their stated age. Prehistrionic they paired into runners resharpened, clinging to forward as moment devolved: what flowed grew larger imagining fear. “But I loved you” said Arthur. “You ignored me” said Ann. Rejoinder encapsulating reminiscence, when we live beyond. Ignore is the modus operandi for love.

EXCAVATION

Frankenstein by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley