Thursday, January 14, 2010

108/365 - David

David held our building together before it all went to shits, rust water spilling over us; David with his glittery things, objects d' manufactured art set just so, snow leopard robe, manicured shrubs. When he hit the road for Palm Springs, fluff doggy in lap, bad people moved in and the walls began to crumble.

1 comment:

Oil and Vinegar said...

I love this idea of 365 days of shorts posts. Well done! You are a wonderful writer! xo Jessica