An Exercise in Description: A Daily Post Challenge
I twist a thin strand of my long, golden blonde hair between my gnarled index finger and calloused thumb. I am sun-bleached and hauntingly beautiful. The filthy mirror above the bar’s liquor license casually reflects my truly ghost-like pallor, but I don’t see it. My hazel eyes crinkle at the corners, a starfish of lines … Continue reading An Exercise in Description: A Daily Post Challenge