Jacob Lawrence, "Children Playing," 1961
Jacob Lawrence, Children Playing. (1961)
Can a Game Be Literature?

Mark's Pages

Young Utah blondes, thirteen-ish, eye your author intently while waiting for a table.

They're strong but their hair is bouffed. They're smart but they giggle. They're pretty but you can smell their perfume across the parking lot.

I'm scruffy, my whitening hair is unkempt, I have a little Trotsky chin beard like woodcuts of Satan or, worse, Trotsky.

If I had a hat I'd tip it: I'm not from these parts, ma'am.