My Adolescent Friend
(a broken sonnet for Jodie)
There is this child I know; a little girl,
fifteen years old but wise beyond her years.
She stays with us sometimes, for in her world
things aren’t as simple as they might appear.
She is a beauty, but with all her pierc-
ings, jet black clothes, weird makeup and tattoos,
you have to look past that sometimes. The fierce,
foreboding, Goth exterior she’ll lose
and we will sit together and just talk
of politics, or sports, or guys, whatever.
I chuckle sometimes at the antics that
she brings to conversation. But I know
that there is danger brewing in her life.
I wish for her the innocence of youth.
VERY good! I love your last line! I do have ONE suggestion though. Try to get more of a rhythm with your writing
That was pretty good! I wish I was able to write stuff like that.
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VERY good! I love your last line! I do have ONE suggestion though. Try to get more of a rhythm with your writing
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my adoloscence has not gone yet nor does it ever go advice pl ur par excellent a writer
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