Not based off anyone you know this time.

Character Sketches

blueeyed boy
tale, pale, blond
carriage driver in a modern city
with a dull white horse.
looks like death.
(walking-written 05/02)
tall thin girl
hair dyed rainbow
mild-looking; jeans with patches
and a theater-kid shirt
trailed by a small child
who looks like her. who are they?
(subway-scribbled 06/13)
girl, pretty. beautiful.
wiry real-red hair, braided
down to her waist. eyes slate/storm gray
fingers long, paint under nails
carrying an artist's portfolio.
she's seen me watching-writing;
she's moving towards me.
oh god. will she speak?
(park-printed 07/01)

"Hey, writer-girl. I've
seen you here before
with that black notebook,
those multicolor pens.
I've seen you watching."
"I write what-and-who I see."
"Yes. I thought you might.
Myself, I draw. Here - "
"This is of me."
"You are not the only one
who does character sketches.
My dear,
there are other watchers."