Tonight's Poet Corner: Sparkles
Sparkles by Belinda Roddie How on God's green Earth did I fall in love with a beautiful girl nicknamed, "Sparkles?" Her eyes don't glitter, and her smile doesn't shine, and her lips only gleam when she's glossed them. She loves ice cream with sprinkles and wears shoes covered in sequins. She edits videos and uses the goddamn lens flare effect all the time. She dances to bubblegum pop and sings along to karaoke. She makes cocktails that look like neon drained from closed storefront signs. And she'll always nuzzle and cuddle when I have downtime. The stars "don't compare to us in the slightest," Sparkles giggles to me. And yet, bless my poor heart, how I adore her so, for she makes my pathetic pump of a heart work harder, and we light up like sparklers when we kiss.