Some letters are written and never sent. They keep in drawers and pocket linings until the words inside have softened into something else, the envelope cracking, the ink consumed, luna moths rising in place of language. "UNSENT," the page declares. "Words decay."
The design draws on the epistolary Romantic tradition, of letters kept but never sent, of ink and paper that transform in the drawer. Some thoughts become more honest after they've started to decay.