vendredi 20 août 2010

Him

He has hair that must feel like an angel's wing.

He has high cheekbones that can cut glass.

He has a hard, wiry body that can stop not just traffic but even time itself.

He has large eyes that can absorb you like twin black holes.

He has a moody stoicism bespeaking of dignity under siege.

I imagined a guy like this in my novel, American Zen. Then, about a month ago, he tip-toed into the periphery of my life.

If you want to know who he is, go to my place where I just made an announcement that'll floor most of you.

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