NaPoWriMo Day 14: Watermelon Pretty

She dances the flamenco

Green dress red lined

Watermelon pretty

Lush and fat

Just like me

I sigh

Older than the rest

Just like me

I gasp

Her feet stomp with rhythm

With rage


I think they call her

Lucia the loud one

The fierce one

Dress sweeping above her head

Eyes holding the audience

Fixing you in place

Stamp stamp


Sear and back again

She tells a story

With her feet, hips and hands

The castanets rattle out their applause

And so do we.

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