Naked-if-iwant

Tall and thick, mottled, rough, wooden, alive Shade to the four-year-olds at lunchtime. She must have passed it a hundred times. “she did,” They say. She never stepped over it’s roots, until the day she hung from it’s branches and the morning class was cancelled. Heavy and rigid. Always shadowed; A place to hide before seeking He waited, with his kewpie doll lashes, overalls, foxfire spirit and lisp, to make his escape. That time he got all the way to Taco Bell. Dark and stern, safe, foreboding... See where I’m going with this? A glow of matches on tinfoil, rustling of clothes and bleary eyed para