this was my entrance essay for innerspark

A woman sits at a charcoal black table in a café, slowly sipping a latte in the sweltering summer heat. She listens to the collision of the blue green waves and the golden sand. Her dark brown hair falls in soft curls to a spot just below her shoulder blades. Her flawless porcelain skin glows in the strong light of the sun, and her cheeks are a rosy pink. She is neither gorgeous, nor unsightly....
May 28th, 2007 at 08:40pm