was stamped upon her cheste
with a smile and a stare
that sultured in the air."
painted on the refrigerator door with a felt pen and puddles of ink. i'll never forget the way in which he looked as he turned his head: toward my face with his face and remnants of an early mustache, his nose and his lips and his forehead and his cheeks.
"you have sturdy bone in your head" i said.
"yes" as his eyes slid up into mine.
2 comments:
It's always amazing to talk to Norma! What crazy stories has she told you so far? Oh, and I forgot to tell you this, but I recanted the comment that I made about how I thought you and my boss would get a long. He is not cool at all.
PS The dance is so scary, I don't know if I can do it. I'll watch people though (not in a creepy way of course) and see if I can figure out what they are doing.
I like your sweet pictures Zach. And your sweet sweet words.
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