What She Knew

written by: Woodbourne

@whirred

She hated her own small teeth
—thought they looked like Chiclets.

She chose smarmy Claude.
Her friends did not want her to want him.
He was not bright enough for her
or mannered enough for any of us.
She wouldn’t have it.
She said she liked his looks.

“Sometimes,” she told us,”
“pretty is enough.”

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Woodbourne

Michael Ball scrambled from daily and weekly papers through business and technical pubs. Satisfaction and feeling like a writer came through blogging and podcasting, mostly political. Born in OK and raised in rural WV, he became more citified in Manhattan and Boston. Now one of the Hyde Park Poets, he conquers his innate shyness at readings and open mics. He has moderate success placing poems in GOSS183 PoetsArtists, Havik 2019 Anthology, SPLASH!, It's All About Arts, The Reality Break Press, and finalist in the annual Robert P. Collén Competition.