Davina

• Emma Buchholz, Grade 11
• Poetry
• 2020

Davina is the colour of a peeled, picked orange
Davina tastes like an old smelly sandwich that's been in your bag since term one
Davina smells of a homeless man that hasn't showered in years
Davina looks like a crack head
Davina feels like a sweaty coronavirus person
Davina sounds like a dying cat when she tries to sing
Davina spreads panic like the coronavirus.

Dedicated to my dearest, disgusting friend Davina