From the Ashes of Courage – Ardor Point #1Of Death and Smiles
He smiled over his Sunday morning oatmeal, plain and steaming, his grapefruit cut into halves. Smiled with his eyes. Gotta remember, always with the eyes. “That’s your problem,” pointing at his wife’s sausage and pancakes, drenched with syrup. “And that’s yours!” She pointed back, at his grapefruit, her well-rounded face slinging condemnation. “It wouldn’t hurt […]
A Penchant for Cotton
She approaches me during my lunch hour in the park, wearing a white, cotton T-shirt, along with blue shorts and sneakers. She has propped her smooth, right leg on a bench near where I am sitting and is tying her shoe. My eyes fix, unable to move from their stare. My first crush wore cotton […]