I close my eyes. Icy blue walls, A lonely wound stripped to the bone. Knobby knees, Shins peppered with bicycle pedal bruises. Thud thud, The quake of iron-ore caked boots. Blue collar, Open to the third button. Matted chest hair,… Continue reading

A grey tee, Washed too many times, Stretched in too many directions, Clings delicately onto your slender body. Lustrous hair meanders around your neck, Gently onto your bosom, Terminating at your belly. You’re looking down, A single lucky strand of… Continue reading