Puzzle Piece

I'm the girl in the shadows

I'm the creator of fantasy worlds

I’m at a loss for words

And you’d never know, but I can fly

I’m the girl who’s usually smiling

Even when things aren’t right inside

I’m the one who’s always there

A nameless face you pass in the hallway

I’m the weird girl

I’m a Picasso painting

I’m the puzzle piece that just won’t fit

I’m the star against the midnight sky

I’m the dancer in the storm

I’m the flower in the sand

I’m the elephant in the room

I’m the singer in my imaginary band

Sound Devices Sonnet

Written by Jordan Grimble and Mitchell Pate

The twisting tongue twister touches tough tongues

From “Sally sells sea shells by the sea shore,”

Masterminds try to climb twisters like rungs

Writing about tongue twisters being whores

The silly nilly twisty tongue twister

Gushing ghoulish jumbled sounds from the mouth

But, the sister’s mister got a blister

Unless gifted, trying will send you south

Tying the tongue into crazy clusters

Slippery sliding sounds slip through the teeth

Easy to read, difficult to muster

And so leaving man six feet underneath

Readily repeating radicals

Will almost always end up stopping hearts