*Letters?*

They're squashed fossils,
preserved in
layered stone 

*Sentences?*

They're subtitles to a video
uploading inside our minds

*Paragraphs?*

They're lined paths
we sprint across
unfolding adventure

*Pages?*

They're sheets of ice 
with squiggly cracks
our eyes pierce through,
diving into open sea 

*Novels?*

They're the thickest fans 
that cool flames of
angry loneliness

*Series?*

They're a family of pet magpies 
pecking each other on their shelves
if not placed neatly