june 22nd, 2011

Here's an older piece from my first book.

candy coated

A smorgasbord of tarantula hands and kayak lips, silly putty earlobes and fiberglass fingernails, grocery bags under exhausted eyes, wet smiles that make you want to weep, jagged knuckles of dusty sandstone, gaping nostrils that echo loud and long, slinky necks supporting chins that hang like a wet shirt on a clothesline. Tonight these are my people and they return my cold stares with equal enthusiasm.