Barbra Brady

I Need Your Peep Inspiration.

In Art, Poetry, Truisms on April 4, 2012 at 1:03 am

Portrait of a Peep in White

There are Peeps that are tucked into Easter baskets.

Some will be eaten, some not, and some, sort of.

There are victimized Peeps.

Some are microwaved.

Some Peeps, wretched to many, are made more edible.

They become sushi, (Peepshi); they become Peeps pizza. (Peepza). Or S’meeps.

Some meet with a horrifying genocide, a nuclear meltdown that no Peep deserves.

I’ll take my Peeps elegant, pure, a poem dressed in white.

Portrait of a Peep in White, Photograph by Barbra Brady

What have you done to a Peep lately?

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