It is Tuesday and I am chasing sticks-and-bones down the winter street. Not chasing, following. I don’t think he can run. He has no meat on his bones, only femurs and ribs and a spine etcetera, and the sticks in a silhouette, an outline of the man he is, something you can see through. No…
“The mendicant needed shoes, 500 miles from Biloxi.”
Having the symptoms of fever.
“He was wracked with febrile sweats most of the week.”
Quiet and polite because you are shy. Usually applied to females. Only usually.
“Trump’s demure wool attire with a cinched waist came from the age-old Parisian fashion house Christian Dior and riffed on its signature Bar Jacket.”