Ellis.

"It's like learnin' to write,"
he said, Southern drawl intact.

"Like learnin' to write 'bout yerself. Ain't soundin' too hard,"
Southern drawl falters, hands fluttering like butterflies.

"Ain't soundin' too hard, but when ya gotta let ahnothuh see it.."
Hands fluttering like butterflies; spindly, disjointed wings widen, Southern drawl intact.

"When ya gotta let ahnothuh see it.. ya get to wunderin' what's wrohgn wit' ya
an' if they'll see it too."
He choked, Southern drawl intact, hands like butterflies
building their cocoons.