...the lonely cloud, chubby rain, little squinty eyes, gaping gooey eyes, grotesque calloused hands, the rusty nail peeping out from weathered wood, a squirrel's cheeks stuffed with goodies to take home, baby feet, baby hands, baby anything, ginormous pizza, steam from my coffee, steam on my glasses, my grandma's loose earlobes, my daddy's boastful belly...the lingering remains of a homeless man--his abandoned blanket and an old Tastykake wrapper...
