Tableau

11.25.09

I will never forget how she looked when I saw her, on that morning as I was jogging in the woods: the dappled light dancing on her face, dark hair caressing her shoulders in the gentle breeze, full lips slightly parted, eyes bulging and feet still twitching a little as she hung from the tree.

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10 Responses to “Tableau”

  1. Laura Eno says on November 25th, 2009 at 6:29 PM :

    Ha Ha! I love it! And they call me bad…

  2. Jared Branch says on November 25th, 2009 at 6:54 PM :

    So… he's in to dead chicks?

  3. mazzz_in_Leeds says on November 26th, 2009 at 8:59 AM :

    @ Laura – well, you know what they say, when we're good we're very good, but when we're bad, we're better 🙂

    @ Jared – if he wasn't before, I reckon he is now…

  4. jimdempsey says on November 26th, 2009 at 9:35 AM :

    You can't really blame him if he is into dead chicks now, you make her sound quite beautiful

  5. Deanna Schrayer says on November 26th, 2009 at 11:58 AM :

    Somehow I knew Laura would love this. 🙂
    Great imagery here Mazzz!

  6. Tony Noland says on November 26th, 2009 at 12:20 PM :

    Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today.

  7. trev says on November 26th, 2009 at 12:46 PM :

    Bonus points to Noland for the musical reference. Strange fruit, indeed.

  8. Michael Solender says on November 27th, 2009 at 12:07 AM :

    twitch!

  9. ~Tim says on November 27th, 2009 at 5:38 PM :

    Good and creepy!

  10. Joe Bloghead says on April 3rd, 2012 at 5:00 PM :

    Very nice description.

    I wouldn’t blame him if he is into dead chicks after that – after reading this I think I am now!

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