Boy in chair.
lounged in coffee chair comfort
scribbling with a finger on tablet.
sunlight drafting through windows
a February afternoon
three groups of solitaries.
Blond boy, leg-crossed artist;
a blonde woman on business;
an Irish Viking, long descendant of Porthos; iced coffee and punk stickers on laptop,
buried in something digital.
a cross-legged boy blond,
a one-two punch of soul and Lilith Fair soundtracking.
a fair-headed boy squirming
an athletic ballet of gestural art-making and focused purpose.
"I made a mistake!”
he says, tears welling.
"I used purple instead of blue!"