Deep black eyes partially hidden by disheveled
hair draped across petite shoulders beneath black leather jacket.
Leaning against a chain link fence, the face gives nothing away
no indication, no hint of the inner struggle.
Each image one piece of some story,
each word formed into sentences into paragraphs.
Arms at each side, long fingers twitch
missing the cigarette and rising smoke.
The butterfly casts an erratic pattern over
the pebbles, cigarette butts and browned grass.
Anxious, patience waning as the photographer
snaps a few more, the candid desire becoming more posed and staged.
