HE SAT on the sidewalk, a compact little unit; legs crossed and his head down between his knees. Danny's forehead pressed against the sidewalk. His back stuck u p into the air, and I could see the bones of his vertebrae in a straight row marching up to his neck and down again even through the thickness of his jeans. Also, I thought, like the spines on the back of a dinosaur...
Dengle, Linda M.
Sketch: Vol. 35
, Article 2.
Available at: https://lib.dr.iastate.edu/sketch/vol35/iss3/2