The Vaudevillian

I’m a tall girl.

How is my temper so short?

Must everything about me be so skewed?

I mean, who pairs a shin-high behemoth of hot air and roiling indignation with a lanky frame of precarious sanity?

God, yes, but…

Sometimes I still feel like a vaudeville sketch gone bad.

Until tomorrow…



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