Saturday, July 18, 2009

thirtyfour

Her hair was black and maroon, but not mostly either. Unsure eyes glancing but not seeking, and with probably too much makeup. Surprisingly, she was the type of person to pay attention to the pre-flight safety instruction presentation.

I forgot to ask what her tattoo meant. It’s Hebrew inside a sun on the back of her shoulder.

I think the maroon was dye.

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