Who Couldn’t Love That Smile?

His cheekbones pronounced, his slight bristle of stubble, his brows immaculately-shaped, he positively glowed from the picture frame. He could have modeled. Perhaps not on the runway, for his demeanor was too humble, too approachable. He lacked the stark, cold angularity usually reserved for runway types – those exiguous flesh mannequins, paid to shut upContinue reading “Who Couldn’t Love That Smile?”

page one shot from the muzzle of a snub-nosed gun

Damn my eyes damn the size of a full-back blown up on a field of lies He cuts his eyes on other guys who still think size is the biggest surprise they’ll ever see if they pee off a log in the fog at the edge of a cliff lifted up high they look downContinue reading “page one shot from the muzzle of a snub-nosed gun”