Saturday, October 25, 2008

Sudden Moustache

Lifting her skirt in front of the mirror, for a better view of her new, zebra-striped wedges, she discovers thick, pubic-like hair covering her legs. She looks up to find a solid moustache framing her upper lip.
She opens the door and steps outside, watching the man on the opposite hill peel large sheets of bright blue paint from the exterior of his house, revealing a rich purple underneath. He stops to wipe the sweat from his face and admire his work. He waves at the girl and she waves back. The ocean swells between them.

1 comment:

Omestes said...

For some reason, I really like this.

Don't expect a critique, I just like it. :)