Poems from CiaraGarcia

The look of flashy lights, The scent of dirty money, Ching-ching, A million ways to win, A billion ways to lose,   The taste of adventure,...
She walks with confidence, Her heels clicking with each step, She blows a bubble as pink as her lips, Her petticoat swishing side to side...
How she hated that color, It made her ill, it made her sick, The color of candy corn, pumpkin guts, and unnatural cheese, The color of cold...