#204 ~ One Hundred Words and a Photo: 14

Ice shot through worn jeans leaving a vicious imprint on the shivering flesh of an infant’s bottom. Small lips puckered like the red ringed mouth of an expectant maggot, into a howl. David smiled easily. He looked like the inversion of a dog dressed in human clothes, the Dalmatian coat reflecting the sapphire aura that shone beneath the vein laced knit-work of frozen water. Acutely aware of the deceptive fragility, blades gouged themselves into the seemingly impenetrable surface. David bent, grasping hold of childlike wrists in his thick gloved hands. “It’s just part of growing up son, that’s all.”

Copyright: Victoria. O

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