A Afamily of ducks. A murky part of the lagoon. The muck that covered up all of the white parts of his face. His glaring blue eye from beneath the dripping black gore. His wide open mouth, white teeth like a certain character in Little Red Riding Hood. A smaller dog. And the two women walking the shorto, fully coiffed and pressed for their walk out in nature, weird, I know. And no, I have not seen the new Al Gore movie yet.
No comments:
Post a Comment