...in the dark..
Dark, somewhat child, I made my way home. I went to the park, avoided the park, went to the bars, avoided the bars, circled the block and ended the wandering. Walking. Alone. Dark This was my address, my apartment my home. I stop. My hand to my pocket. My key.
Out of the shadow into the lamp of the streetlight a face. A face. Lit from above, shadows outline broad, turning curls of indistinct color, perhaps a light brown. A broad brow. Eyes deep of color unknown but with a hint of reflected light. A firm straight nose crowns lips that bend softly back into the dark. Shoulders, thick and wide take the most light that fans loosely down across a rounded chest that vanishes into the dark.
Out of the shadow into the lamp of the streetlight a face. A face. Lit from above, shadows outline broad, turning curls of indistinct color, perhaps a light brown. A broad brow. Eyes deep of color unknown but with a hint of reflected light. A firm straight nose crowns lips that bend softly back into the dark. Shoulders, thick and wide take the most light that fans loosely down across a rounded chest that vanishes into the dark.