Monday, March 16, 2009

My First Ride

She’s on that corner again. Stalking from a distance, I listen.

“Good for nothing cougar”, he kicks her. “Costing me money”

I start walking, money in hand. Alone, she hums in her bra and skirt.

My hand touches her smooth, warm body, and I see right through her.

She’s my first ride,

my first car.

1 comment:

  1. Like I said during Peer revision, very suggestive, but it adds that spice of comedy into the mix. Good descriptives. Overall.. interesting, but creative.

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