He
itches. Under his skin, he feels strange–not in the constant, aching way that
indicates that everything is functioning normally—so strange, as if his
colorless skin has turned thick and brittle; as if with every labored movement
he makes, it grows closer to splitting down his spine like a seam and spilling
out the restless growth that he feels crawling out of his bones, coiling in his
muscle and scratching raw at the parts of his interior that are neither flesh
nor bone.
When architecture student Victor Lundy
was drafted during WWII, his attention
remained focused on his sketches, which
became a visual diary of his everyday
army life. Lundy donated all 8 of his
sketchbooks to the Library of Congress
in 2009, and they’re now available
online for everyone to see. Source
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