Sometimes when I write after a certain time of night (which varies, depending on how long my day has been) that my poems cross the line into ridiculousness--for instance, a tanka about the wrong outfit. Oh, well.
Fashion Faux Pas
Those purple patent
alligator shoes with a
red and green floral
velvet dress? It seemed like a
good idea at the time.
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