Monday, September 13, 2010

Concrete Building




When he was out in the open all the armor fell away. Life in the concrete canyon made him hard, it was etched in his youthful face, tensed unnaturally along his lanky biceps and wound his insides tightly. He was nervous about getting to know this new person within himself. Part of it was freeing, the other absolutely terrifying. He unclenched his fists and took a deep breath.