Namey has a talent for writing some great descriptions. Here are a few I highlighted while reading my Kindle:
“While Marisol was shaped like a flame, I was built like a fire pole.”
“Like a fool, my thinking parts didn’t tell my seeing parts not to notice his strong presence against the urban backdrop of University Avenue.”
“It was the small time between sunset and evening
when the sky turned the color of crushed plums,
bruised from the wounds of another day.”