Writing Tomorrow, April 2014
Pleasure craft on the sound and the white hull cuts the waves clean. Towheaded Boy daydreams, six-year-old boy dreams. Spindly arms and legs pink with sunburn, fleeced with the same flaxen hair of his eyebrows. Lashes bleached white in the sun. Towheaded Boy unbuckles the orange life vest to scratch the bite on his milk-white chest.