teeny tale: closer look

bloated backpacks blocked her view. & then through the window that idled right above her, rode a boy whose face was smooshed up against the glass of the school bus. he seemed to be inflicting this awkward position upon himself; no sign of a bully was present. so she decided to smoosh her face, too, upon the cool glass of her driver-side window. & she then realized the boy could care less about what he looked like or what his jammed up flesh was going through & more about being closer to the world. that's when she decided the boy would grow up pressing a pen to paper, just as his face pressed against the glass, so he could always have a closer look.

1 comment:

Wendy Irene (Give Love Create Happiness) said...

I love how descriptive this is! I can picture it just perfectly in my mind. I can't help but think what a perfect teeny tale for a very talented artist to draw a picture of (wink, wink). Happy Friday lovely lady! :)