the white light was much to bear. each persons mission vibrating on their face.
she struggles with weight. he thinks slowly.
next to davis sat another young man in a red sweatshirt eating a salad. neither of them talked. nobody smiled.
davis' flight was on time.
excerpt from the novel "dead in the bathtub water" , kEith kimmel
a blog of artworks and words by kEith kimmel >>> 2004-2011
