Improv. 4 (Week 9)

Prositity( new word i made up) practicing with a prose piece and see how it shapes. Rough draft.

I saw a man sitting on the edge of the Grand Canyon eating a donut. When I sat down he was pushing the frosting of the donut off his fingertips into the open. He claimed he was “feeding the canyon”, that it must be starving after spreading its mouth so wide. A giant bellowing from the ravine, embracing him while he was flicking the donut residue off his fingers.   He kicked his shoes off to continue feeding the canyon and I noticed a ring of folded gardenia stems suffocating his ankle. A tinged yellow and purple. He said it was a bunch of flowers from the hospital he ran away from. He started ranting, frantically tossing his clothes into the canyon till I saw his back. A flesh skeleton with blue feet.