shore leave on sunday local priest smirks condescendingly dark knowledge spilling out over the rim of that pristine white collar. – watch that boy ducking into the cracks in the wall wife alone and desperate for a taste of something new stirring the pot with a thick wooden spoon until hubby gets home. dinner’s ready….
Tag: Society
Out of Place
I’ve been wanting to get away to some time some place far removed from the present moment to know the thrill of adventure once more I feel outside of myself undervalued a dredge on the outer edges of proper society I know what I don’t know and what I don’t know far outweighs what I…
Piecework Prose 