Crooked Girl

She was never one to straighten things out.
Her hair was always practically apocalyptic
and her teeth were crooked from eating
cornrows unevenly when she was three.
Three decades later she still gets lost
in forests without pebbles in the afternoon,
and never wakes up knowing what day it is.

(A little something for Twiglet# 12 over here:

Previous Post
Leave a comment


  1. Ah, organised disorder! I love “lost in forests without pebbles”. Nicely done.

  2. pearl

     /  February 21, 2017

    I love her.

  3. I, too, am in great need of pebbles. And I, too, am a mermaid. Happy to meet you. 🙂


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: