

The Skinless ManThe skinless man has blank eyes. They gaze and bulge from under the only two inches of skin and hair on his body which are carefully glued to his brow bone. He walks down Malode Street as if its raining, bent and moving quickly.The Skinless Man
June was born on July first but her parents had already picked the name. She likes getting lost because she hates walking down the same road twice. Today June is running because she got lost again finding a new way to school. Her toes hit the hot concrete rhythmically but not that quickly as she glances down at her compass. Shes heading east on Port but the school is probably north. The top o


An Understanding Sometimes I see the boy across the hall crying to himself. Its disgusting. I can see so well the way our doors line up. He doesnt close his door, almost like he wants me to see. Its not my fault Im awake at that hour too. Why doesnt he close his door?An Understanding
His tears dont fall like they do in the movies. They always follow the deep groves alongside his nose. He doesnt even bother to wipe them from his face until they dangle from his jaw. When he hasnt shaved in a few days, they get lost in his five oclock shadow. If he ever grew a beard, it would be sal


NaPoWriMo1. Play it cool...NaPoWriMo
to the one on the stool, watching more than hearing you strum on your tool. Play real loud if you're well endowed to let everyone know you're no fool. The harder the better, as a general rule, apply it most often, till your days from the coffin then you present your jewel.
2.
When shinning glances turn to sideways smiles,
and rose colored eyes see beauty in fun,
sandaled feet will travel for miles,
as long as it takes to get to the sun.
3.
Nothing Special.
Old friends who support the weight of my sole.
Put through so much but withstand