Staring at a world through thick round-rim glasses, his eyes, curly lashes and irises so brown, blink but unsure, still question.
Tyler, blink and show nothing.
Tyler, blink and grow anger.
Anti-psychotics and anti-depressants float in Tyler's blood and autism is the label he wears.
Dedun, so Tyler says, tells him to be mad. Like a court jester, jingling it…
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