“You’ll grow into them,” they said, when I was small and my lips were large and pink. I blamed them for my clumsy speech and lazy tongue,
By Caitlin Chrismon5 years ago in Poets
Maybe I am a pair of mismatched socks. Black on one side, solid and sturdy and boring and basic, but good for formal occasions,
What makes me unique? I chose a purple shirt when I could have chosen pink. Is that special? Does that make me extraordinary?
