(a 2 x ? of 6 "blemishes")
Cheek divets
unsightly crumbs?
breakfast smear?
I’ll go
wash it
off my
face I
said with
small voice
nervous and
quivering flaws
slack-jawed
nothing looking
back mirrored
only this
blue eyes
ooooooh my
sea skies
far-away children
covet, crave
privilege packets
shame pools
unrequested doorway
over arching
thick crows
in flight
brooke shields
grandpa kind
pluck not
or become
drag queenish
bird pecked
pock marks
pebble-sized
bikini line
scratch signs
and another
off color
un-announced
third nipple
amidst the
beet juice
splatter stain
of angiomas
About Me
- Traingirl
- I like pomegranates and figs. Maybe it's all the little seeds, like beginnings. They'll add up someday to something sweet and bright.
4 comments:
"over arching thick crows in flight brooke shields grandpa kind pluck not
or become drag queenish"
I love the imagery, it really paints a picture. Very nice. :]
-Ashley
The short line really moves the imagery, which Ashley has already pointed out, quickly. Nice!
Renee
I liked it so much, I think i'd like to try that "I am what I am" assignment in the same style.
:)
I like the connection of your title to your poem!
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