Treasure Island

Elizabeth Koblar

(01/28/1994 / Ocala, FL)


Morning breaks on a room made for one and filled by two. The cheap vertical blinds let sunlight filter through, casting bars of darkness over the mass beneath the blankets. The poly-fabric'd carpet is strewn with dirty clothes and countless wrappers, their contents used to the couple's contentment. On a student desk, burnt flowers stand as offerings to the goddess Anandamide. The air smells of sweat and smiles, and the flowers' scent is interlaced between each thrust. The walls are as bare as the two beneath the mismatched sheets and smothering comforters. The tangle of limbs shifts, and an arm is evicted from the folds.

Alone, the thumb and first finger support the weight of the human bough on the edge of the bed. The sun that slips between the slanted blinds bends to kiss the bronzed skin - it will be dark again soon.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 05, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, March 05, 2014

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