She is bent,
intent
on her work,
tongue out
and eyes
squinting.
I try
not to smile,
and instead
duck my head
and write about it.
I find it so cute when people make weird faces when they're concentrating really hard.
I like writing poetry. Not all of it is going to be a historical epic or an ode to something. These are like little glimpses of the subway in my mind; my train of thought isn't always artsy or symbolic or deep or meaningful, but I like to think that art takes ordinary things and makes people see a sort of beauty in them. So, look around- I've been doing this for a while. Enjoy ♥
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