• Vol. 08
  • Chapter 03


He put up barriers.

A closed barbed wire smile,
sandpaper frowned eyebrows,
freckled land mine cheek bones,

clenched grenade knuckles,
iceberg sized cold shoulders,
a row of house party sniper put downs,

a brittle six foot skeleton
wrapped in cactus spiked thin skin
and piranha hungry self-esteem.

He put up barriers
desperate for people to burst through.