Starting from the trash, a ray of light ran through the darkness.

Haruto Ko

During the war, a man who lives frugally with his wife tackled a manuscript that had no plan to be published in the morning and worked as a fixed-term employee at a publisher in the afternoon. The wife cleaned the room as usual and went to work, but two hours later, the trash with the size of a tip of a little finger was “born” on the tatami mat. The trash bloomed dimly In the life that has been carefully spun, like a wildflower. The man saw the way he was in it. From the short story "A Ray Of Light."

"June 28  2019

from “Oriori no Kotoba” by Kiyokazu Washida, The Asahi Shimbun"