Becoming an Artist

A poem about a beginner artist.

Her face is contorted in a funny way

Her tongue is sticking out
Her eyebrow is raised
Her nose is all scrunched up

Her fingers hold the brush fiercely
Her eyes move from me to her canvas

I blink
She yells, "Don't move!"

I sniffle
She yells, "Don't move!"

I twitch
She yells, "Don't move!"

I laugh
She yells, "Don't move!"

Her tongue goes back into her mouth
Her eyebrow goes down
Her nose un-scrunches itself

And she's done

She flips the canvas
And although it looks nothing like me
It's amazing all the same