Poem 12: The Last Chance

“Last chance to see” The woman in the scales come one, come all to the Mermaid in a stall The man in the checkered suit waves his gloved hands at the tent last chance to see a bit of remaining wonder a con that only…

#3 – Mermaid

the ethreal sunlight flows down through the deep blue glass cascading brilliantly across my face i smile close my eyes tightly basking in the warmth shining below soaking in the rays as they dance on my cheeks glittering beneath the surface i crave this it…