“The sun snagged on his crooked skin.”
“He who wears his morality but as his best garment were better naked.The wind and the sun will tear no holes in his skin.”
“I liked that he was a tenured professor in the Department of Slightly Crooked Smiles with a dual appointments in the Department of Having a Voice that Made My Skin Feel More Like Skin.”
“Born blind, he could move in that handsome luminous space (yes, he said luminous) of his church, seeing, as he said, the sun with his skin”
“He smelt of the sun, as if it had seeped deep into his skin, and I found myself inhaling silently, as if he were something delicious.”
“Cause at night the sun in retreat,Made the skyline look like crooked teeth,In the mouth of a man who was devouring, us both.”