In Houston, Texas, she was a volcanic eruption. A sword ripping through the societal norms. She looked on the world as her carnival, sometimes sticky and smelly, but wonderful and bright.
Every morning Marley would sit on her driveway. Waiting for the mailman to bring her the bills. Every morning she'd smile at him. Tell him stories about her life as flea market shopper. "There's a piece of gold amidst all that trash." Introduce him to her shelled spider. "This is my pet crab Eddie. We're best friends, he's a hermit too."
Her death came in an odd silence. Her simple absence on Wednesday morning. Marley Rain was an exceptional girl. The mailman said she made an exceptional corpse.
I starred this with exercise because I wrote it in my creative writing class, and because I think I'm going to take a few pieces from this and use for the basis of another poem. I'm only posting it for your amusement ^_^ it's rather odd. We had to incorporated all these crazy things that our classmates said, so that's why it's so random!