Treasure Island

Brie Carter

(March 12,1994 / Dalton)

A Photograph


Here is Sarah.
She is not looking at the camera
Distracted by something else.
In her left hand she holds a stuffed animal
With a frilly blouse.
She is wearing a black leotard.
It has a tutu.
There are white tights underneath.
She has buck teeth, the front two separated than the others
Brown curly hair down to her shoulders
Blue eyes
She is standing on a tarmac.
Behind her are airplanes
They are small airplanes
To her right is her sister
Her sister is African American
She has even curlier hair
It is also brown
She is wearing a dress
That is solid pink at the top
With a picture of Minnie Mouse
The bottom and sleeves are tiled with
Different patterns and colors
Maily pink, turquoise, and yellow.

Submitted: Monday, February 09, 2009

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  • ~ Jon London ~ (5/11/2009 12:49:00 PM)

    You're a very talented young writer, you have ways of painting images in the readers mind with select lines....very well crafted (Report) Reply

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