I Sat on the Sand, and I Waited for the Sun to Come Out.

I was muted by how little i felt for him, and yet i would have done anything he asked. As my knees kept sliding away on the fine sheets, he turned over and finished himself on to his own stomach. Afterward, i was too intimidated by his matching fluffy towels to use them. I arrived late to school, smelling of another man's soap. At lunch time, i barricaded myself in the art department. A charm of thurger girls were being held inside for detention. Their hell was my harbor.