I am ignorant of emoji. I see their scoffing faces looking up at me, knowing I can’t distinguish a plea from a pensive. The details all swarm together until they’re rolling on the floor laughing at my unamused face.
Tag: emoji poem
This is me (based on my most-used emojis)
This is me, filled to the brim with pink hearts and covered in sweet paw prints. Oh look, there is a ball of yarn! Did someone leave me that as a present? I do want to vomit when I view the one I call The…