Black script lettering reading without borders on the outer ankle, with a rolled denim trouser cuff above it.

Without borders script on ankle

Lettering · Ankle · Black and grey · Photo

A photograph of a lowercase cursive phrase, without borders, tattooed on the outer side of a foot near the ankle. The monoline script is solid black with even, clean strokes and no shading. The text runs diagonally across the skin against a plain light background, with the rolled denim cuff at the top left of the frame.

Lettering Ankle Text Quote Script

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The rain had come into the market at Harrowgate before the stalls were up, and it stayed all morning, running off the awnings in ropes. Old Mabry sold eels from a tub by the north gate. She had sold them there for forty years, and in all that time nobody had asked her where the eels came from, because she had never said.

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A boy came by one wet Thursday with a sack over his head and a wooden horse under one arm. He wanted to know whether the river beyond the wall could be crossed. Mabry told him the river had no fences in it, only the sort people carried in their heads, and that a man could walk through it if he didn't mind being wet. He asked what a border was for, then. She said it was for the men who sold passage at the far end of the bridge, so they could charge for the walk.

He was gone by noon. The next morning the stall beside hers had a new board painted in dripping black letters, and the words ran across it without a break, as if the hand had not wanted to lift the brush: without borders. Nobody in the market read the lowercase well enough to argue. The toll-keeper came down the hill to see who had done it, and stood in the drizzle a long while with his hands in his pockets.

By evening he had taken the board down himself and folded it into his coat. That night he walked the river with the coat open, and by morning the rain had soaked the paint clean off the wood, so the words went down into the water and out to sea, where Mabry said they belonged.