Compulsive Flamboyance

Betta Tryptophan
1 min readNov 24, 2017

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A one line poem for Elizabeth Helmich’s Chalkboard prompt “Risk”

Image by othree via Flickr. License

I just couldn’t stand to be the gray girl

In the nondescript pants, the solid color shirt;

So I crafted a silly hat,

Made and wore an offensive button,

Put on a face that would garner attention.

Somehow the risk of fading back

Into the nothingness of blending in

Was too risky —

The fear of disappearing would become too great.

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Betta Tryptophan

Blue-haired middle-aged lady with a tendency to say socially and politically incorrect things and to make inappropriate jokes. Awkward and (sort of) proud of it