NaPoWriMo Day 24 (Remove filter)
Flea Market
Fighting through the milling masses,
flowing fast as cold molasses;
flamenco frocks and Taiwan trinkets,
tempt us with ice cream and sprinkles.
Plastic shoes and printed t-shirts,
sweet turrón and nutty biscuits,
after-shaves and dodgy perfumes,
sun-hats, shades and swimming costumes.
Shoddy bracelets, charms and knick-knacks,
candles made from local beeswax;
...Wednesday 24th April 2019 12:51 pm
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