The complexion of a hyena stretched over knucklebones, a body of marbles bulging through a bag of jelly, the clarity of purpose granted those who suffer years of rejection, Glenis strode out of Mt Vic looking for a cigarette, “Why can’t he just… understand me?”
20 March, 2007
Three: Glenis
Posted by Che Tibby under , ,1 Comment
The complexion of a hyena stretched over knucklebones, a body of marbles bulging through a bag of jelly, the clarity of purpose granted those who suffer years of rejection, Glenis strode out of Mt Vic looking for a cigarette, “Why can’t he just… understand me?”
One Response to “Three: Glenis”
20 March, 2007 at 7:29 pm
Oh no! It’s turning into Che’s fantasy!
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