He hides in plain sight. The Alien, the free, the mason, the mea, the gold, and the rough diamond found at sunrise in the impossible grenade of Sunlight in fractured gold across the wall like his father’s paintings writ in
Some Regrets From Our youth
Ing: The Jersey Girl Heavy Metal Head Korean in college once showed me her red lace panities. It was in the context of a story about laundry and an ex boyfriend, or shopping, or Valentine’s day or something. I can’t recall.
She unbuttoned her pants shimmied them down to reveal the miracle of red silk lace beneath, but she did it in a very matter of fact way.
At that moment, I wanted her so bad, but none of it had felt like a come on so I sat still
