Poem: Being Seen
Not being seen, by others. Not being seen, alone. Not being seen, forever. Not being seen, alone. Not being seen, I worry. Not being seen, I tear. Not being seen, forever. Not being seen, I bear. Not being seen, it kills me. Not being...
Exposure
He zoomed out and in, adjusting the exposure settings constantly to ensure that at least one of the dozens of images would turn out the way he wanted it to.
Exposure
They could see some of the contours of the rest of his body under the thinner undershirt, waiting for full exposure. "how the hell have you kept that a secret for so long?" gorman said with a gape. "can we...just play?"
Exposure - Chapter Two
#2 of exposure howdy! i initially had no intention of making exposure anything more than a short story, but i found the characters compelling, and it seems others found them so as well!
Exposure - Chapter Three
#3 of exposure "hold it right there," dox said, aiming his new studio lights at jason. "tilt your head down just a bit...now to the left."
Exposure - Chapter Eleven
#11 of exposure "so what is a homecoming queen?" sophia asked, regarding the ballot with the air one normally reserves for junk mail. "does it carry true power, or is it just another childish popularity contest?"
Exposure - Chapter Four
#4 of exposure "there's a nice park just down the street," dox offered. "it's such a nice day out. let's take a walk down there before you have to leave."
Exposure - Chapter Five
#5 of exposure dox was looking in jason's general direction, but his mind was wrapped up in hs daydream. it was a good one, involving jason, a blanket, a picnic lunch, and a warm spring day.
Exposure - Chapter Ten
#10 of exposure chapter ten. they walked to the gym side by side, jason in his letter jacket and dox in jason's extra shirt. it happened to be one of dox's favorites, an outrageously garish tropical shirt with palm trees and hula dancers on it.
Exposure - Chapter Eight
#8 of exposure "good, now... hold it..." jason was taking pictures of dox, who was sitting, of course, on a white concrete bench.
Exposure - Chapter Seven
#7 of exposure i know i said i'd have this out on friday, but i finished editing it on tuesday, and i didn't see any reason to withhold it.
Exposure - Chapter Nine
#9 of exposure "so you didn't even know who i was before we met in class?" jason asked, as he walked with dox in the chill of the early november afternoon. the breeze was brisk, and smelled like dry leaves and grass clippings.
Exposure - Chapter Six
#6 of exposure chapter six. "you still feel like coming over?" dox said, uncertainly. "sure," jason said, unable to keep a small groan of pain from emerging as he pulled his shirt over his head, "why wouldn't i?"