wind whistles threatens to expose raw innocence beneath corduroy blinds ;
heels in earth's clay
begging for more
lit cigarette hovers over timid grass she sits ;
waits dares him to whiz past with flashing teeth cheeks pressing eyes knowingly she begs for more ; knife burning holes through the skin of her pocket.
I liked the concept of writing you used. The brief snippets of lines are a powerful tool. Sadly I couldn't connect with the scene you wished to paint. I felt you had it in your mind but I missed it in the whisper of so few words.
Here is a reference to my artistry - a painting of myself and Myra Hindley:
At the point of acquaintance , I generally go by Alpris; a name given to me by someone I don't know, let alone the in.. more..