A poem about the weird things in our world.
Puffed peacocks, performative persons,
picturesque pitfalls, perfect pimples.
People pay, praise, promote
particular phenomena—popular, priceless, poetic.
Pigeon pecks, paperbag puppets,
plushie pillows, premium packages.
Peculiar people, places, pieces.
About the Creator
I'm a recent graduate of Stony Brook University with a degree in Environmental Humanities and Filmmaking. I love writing and storytelling, and I love sharing my work so I can continue to improve my written voice.
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This poem beautifully captures the essence of peculiarity in our world, from the performative individuals to the perfect imperfections of things around us. The alliteration and use of vivid imagery make it an enjoyable and thought-provoking read. Well done, Madison Newton! Thank you for sharing this piece with us.
Well done, but how does Bojack Horseman fit in? Yeah, he's peculiar, I get it. 🐴🙃