A sidelong glance
and I want to stab your eye out-
just the one-
swiveled toward me
glossy and pale.
'02
(Ya Victoria was a girl in one of my poetry classes who say in front of me. She was a real stuck up witch- and whenever I contributed my opinions or thoughts she'd turn halfway in her seat and give me this look... I hated it... ha ha... a rare moment of white hot rage on my part.... lol)
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