Twenty One

Her blue black hair curves to the line of her chin

A stark contrast to a pair of bright blue eyes

She is tall and willowy, only accentuated

By black tights and a short skirt

She reads Kafka and pretends to enjoy it

Writes overbearing poetry with bloated metaphors

It is 1987 and she is 21 years old

The age of majority

But young enough that everything

Seems as serious as a heart attack

10 thoughts on “Twenty One

  1. Beautifully written, Meg!
    This was such a delightful read! ❤
    I know someone whom you just described to perfection…
    I'm sure she'll enjoy reading it…

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    1. Haha! That’s awesome! Ah those were the days…. I was a huge fan of Siouxie, had the hair, wore the eyeliner. Thank god it was before the days of cell phones and selfies. Cringe!


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