STORY STARTER
Your character is explaining the meaning of their tattoo to someone they've just met...
How might this conversation go?
Shoes
I’ve tried to encapsulate
In any way good enough for you
The fat pimple
I grew on a smooth sea of sweat
But I still cannot provide
Proper justification for myself
As to why I marched up
To the tattoo artist on East 18th street
And asked for double-knotted shoelaces
Just above my elbow
When the ink was overdone
The swelling began
And I became a large balloon
Afloat in the air
Rich in its affluents
But slightly low in oxygen
I was ridden to my bed
For years passing in seconds
Until I wrapped myself up
Put on my brown boots
And stepped outside to meet you