There’s a young girl a couple of sand dunes away, tottering up and down the mounds, digging her hands in deep and pulling them back out, amazed that they’re still attached. Her parents keep going wide-eyed with her every time, as though they’ve never seen anything like it before, and she does it again and
Tag: Under Your Gaze
He’d been erasing me from the moment he saw me. Not that I knew it yet. Naked, perched on an uneven wooden stool. Ready and willing for the class. I’d been a life drawing model for less than a year. It made me uncomfortable, squeamish under the lights, self-conscious to be gazed upon by eyes
