What She Knew, micropoetry written by Woodbourne at Spillwords.com

What She Knew

What She Knew

written by: Michael Ball



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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