The Figurine
A white house among white houses
beneath a dishwater sky. Blinds pierced by a limp ray, illuminating a teenage
boy. In his boxers before the mirror he stands dumbfounded by his own vileness.
The lank hair half hiding the acne-flecked face. The sick sheen of the nose
poking out between those two greasy curtains. The pot belly thrusting forth too,
long too babyish, what eagerness? Long ape-like arms dangling awkwardly by the
sides, fumbling even now. The pigeon chest between speckled with more acne.
Turning, inadvertently coquettish, the head craning back ungainly to see the
spots spreading out larger and denser across the shoulder blades like a pair of
unfurling bubonic wings.
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