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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Sunday, June 10, 2012

The Short but Sad Tale of Tick Girl

submitted for Poets United, Thursday Think Tank 100, Eccentric (inspired by the poems of Tim Burton)

7 comments:

Fireblossom said...

Tick Girl should not identify so completely with her malady. People can be crawling with ticks and still lead useful, productive lives. Kind of. Okay, not so much, really.

Brian Miller said...

ewww...she looks like the deer in my back yard...

Jo-Anne Meadows said...

Ticks I have never had one well not that I can remember........lol Poor old tick girl........

Ella said...

I really enjoyed your take on the prompt, Lolamouse! Very clever with some added whimsy ;D

Mynx said...

Poor Tick Girl

nene said...

I have found a couple of ticks on my two mini poodles this spring and summer. Found them before they burrowed.

Shay, your confusing me and I usually love what you write

darev2005 said...

Ick! Ticks!

Aside from the one superhero, I cannot abide ticks.