Tall and slim, fingers pointed and gentle.
A 17 year old boy, frames with no glasses set back on his face
The frames alone can’t hide the pain in cloudy eyes that are quick to avert,
hair pushed to the side in an asymmetrical cut.
Black blazer jacket, only 17.
The tall dark figure knows sadness unmet by most
His Father recently buried, his mother gone in the divorce.
Taking care of himself, living, surviving,
serving coffee, taking orders, handling lifeat 17.