The Ball Woman

Thomas W Case



I once knew a woman that
could roll herself into a perfect ball.
She rolled all over town.
It didn't seem that unusual; sad,
but not strange.
Lots of people are all balled up.
I caught glimpses of her face.
It was often expressionless.
She had a flat affect.
Sometimes, she'd come out of her ball,
and smile.
She was gorgeous, educated, and
had a great sense of humor.
But when I'd get too close,
she'd get back into her ball
and roll away.

  • Author: Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 3rd, 2024 15:48
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Comments4

  • Introverted Sage

    If I had a ball I could climb in and roll out of situations I didn't want to be in that would be great! 😂
    Good one

  • Tom Dylan

    Good job, Thomas. The way she curls herself up and rolls away works on so many levels.

  • Dev Parth

    Great one

    Dev

  • sorenbarrett

    Yes indeed I feel that there are many that do this and sometimes we don't even notice. Good write



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