[100 days of 100 words] 67/100
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kitchen_kinkWe stood on the footbridge a while, playing Pooh-sticks. It kept us from having to look each other in the eye. In the stream, lazy duck families float.
I’ve always liked him. His open, searching face; his wry smile. The way the wiry muscles in his arms move. In high school, I went nuts for half a year over the way his hair fell over his left eye. He’s losing his hair, now.
“She’s doing well,” he said, “really well.”
“Yeah?”
“Well…last I heard.”
I still don’t dare look. But his hand, an inch from mine on the railing, twitches.
I’ve always liked him. His open, searching face; his wry smile. The way the wiry muscles in his arms move. In high school, I went nuts for half a year over the way his hair fell over his left eye. He’s losing his hair, now.
“She’s doing well,” he said, “really well.”
“Yeah?”
“Well…last I heard.”
I still don’t dare look. But his hand, an inch from mine on the railing, twitches.
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Date: 2008-04-19 01:59 pm (UTC)Are these just standalone exercizes, or part of a larger context?
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Date: 2008-04-19 02:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-04-19 05:01 pm (UTC)agreed
Date: 2008-04-21 01:21 am (UTC)