The second of my collections of poems written for "Express It In Eight." |
| Unusual āIām special,ā she said, the darling daughter, as she preened before the mirror, flouncing her green hair and painting her lips black, tattooed with doves and flowers, and dreaming of entitlements. Then she wandered off into the crowd. Word count: 8 Free verse For Express It In Eight, 04.19.24 Prompt: Write a poem about something unusual. |