Baby Michelle Was Melodramatic

It’s Poetry Tuesday! We are going to go back through all my old notebooks and look at the god-awful poetry I wrote when I was an angsty teen and then you will get present day Michelle’s re-interpretation/headdesk horror-filled embarrassment. Hollow The earth has opened up Sucking me in deep Blackness surrounds My life is lost…

Black and Leather

Black leather briefcase, black leather ankle high dress shoes, and white, black, and navy blue argyle/plaid socks. His pants are black and nicely pressed, his black overcoat has its collar popped and he holds his coffee in his right hand, resting it on his briefcase, his left holding his newspaper. He is listening to something…