Photo Story: welcome to the states
my first lover smelled of indiana; cigarettes, dust, and cheap leather. the one after him, kentucky (bourbon and broken horses), and the last, a hint of florida (citrus, salt, and spring break,) and a dash of texas (barbeque, heat). they don’t comment on my hundreds or unshaved legs, only: your skin makes you worth it as they pass the money tenderly. i pack it away beneath broken floor boards and gaze over holes in the walls. they pay, leave, call to the snow outside, pray above for another paycheck. I welcome the next one (new york, lemon, and a bible).
love it. i keep returning to this story …
Intriguing story
love it. not sure if i’d welcome a lemon and a biblebut it’s a fitting twist ending.
Very fine indeed. Well deserving of the best Photo Story this month.
thank my best work for sure
PS. I think you have the makings of a story – at least one that I would read! it was a highly original writing POV in my opinion!
Good Luck!
Incredibly provocative! A very interesting take – I especially like the informal use of adjective to describe each man.