jeconner

A dollar fifty bought us candy, sprung in mouths without a thought and just a grin to skip along with, happy hands to clutch and sun to flush our skin. It wasn't long, that walk through city blocks although it took our talk from start to finish, back again, with giants hulking, arching up as though dragoons at which a thought would cross your mind: "Imprison us," you'd say to glass and guards who'd, in alarm, back off a bit.  A flight of shadows from us lifts our chins to sparrow songs and pass along in bliss across an artificial park of rock, of iron, hot now with construction, blown by scorching winds.  You spot an orchid cling

D disliked starting each day.  She'd rather squander her time writing of dusty dreams late at night by candlelight.  This bothered F who loathed the part where father must wake unwilling daughter firmly from slumber. Her eyes remain sleep-stained until M rakes a warm washrag across her face.  Brother e, now a teenager who refuses to capitalize his name, walks sister to the bus-stop where B drives them to school with a frown on his face.  J, K, and L form her usual clique.  They chat until rules force them to part ways when they'd rather stay and gossip about H--though, i don't know what they see in him.  G drones on today about