Death's Not Proud
Death pursues me, wants to date me,
says he loves my attitude.
He drives behind me in his junker
to let me know he's not too proud.
Says he'd rather save his money
to buy me presents, jewels, and furs.
He's a looker, pale and slender.
I admit that I've done worse.
~
Nolcha Fox's poems have been curated in print and online journals. A best-selling author, her poetry books are available on Amazon and Dancing Girl Press. Nominated for Best of the Net and Pushcart Prize multiple times. Editor of Chewers by Masticadores and LatinosUSA.
Website: https://writingaddiction2.wordpress.com/ and https://nolchafox2.wixsite.com/nolcha-s-written-word/blog
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