A free verse poem on the Joker (as in a deck of cards.) Always expected to be joking around, yet what happens in those moments when the mask is removed? On prompt: jolly. <3
My second double tetractys about the art of concealing through mime. About prompt: feel. Thanks for reading. <3
A free verse poem on the Joker (as in a deck of cards.) Always expected to be joking around, yet what happens in those moments when the mask is removed? On prompt: jolly. <3
My second double tetractys about the art of concealing through mime. About prompt: feel. Thanks for reading. <3