Trunkie - Trunkie

So here's my short piece on my car's trunk. It's an SUV so it's more like the back than trunk.

The twisted handle falls heavily onto the metal framed stroller crushing the supple flannel fabric with tendrils of coffee and soy milk stains dancing across the cloth. The beast smashes into the cave-like confines upon the crinkled leather shoes and wadded diapers. The smashing mirrored door falls against the soiled rubber wheels encasing the narrow space within the blackened trunk sitting like a sleeping beast between walls of slump block and metal. And underneath a dirty ceiling of white, grey, white, grey, black, black, gray, white plaster pin pricks.