Me

She stands with her big, black backpack between her feet like a penguin and its egg. When she has to move she pushes it around with her foot or picks it up by the handle with one hand instead of shuffling around with it on her feet. Her legs are clad in skinny black pants…

An Artist

Her jeans are caked in paint, the left knee ripped open, the bottom cuffs frayed from use. She has a black pea coat on and has a fabric Trader Joe’s bag and a teal leather purse sitting in her lap as she texts on her phone. Her shoes were once black, her right one faded…

Wintry

He has on dark brown corduroy pants and a tan jacket with a high popped collar with metal buckles that remind me of hot topic coats and straight jackets. He has on tinted glasses, almost too light to be considered sunglasses, leather straps with buckets at the cuffs and collar, all of them done up…

One Arm In

She has one arm in her coat. Thick, wavy brown hair pulled back into a low ponytail. Aviator shades on, one strand of hair curling down and around one arm of the glasses. Her shirt is white with flowers and doughnuts on it. She has a lighter weight button down on over that. A chunky…