Below is an acrostic poem, using the whole alphabet. I haven’t written one of these in a while. I don’t use proper capitalization for a stylistic reason.
an angel fell from the sky today.
broke her collarbone,
cut her wrists,
dinged her head off the sharp
edge of a stop sign.
gathered around the angel.
her eyes remained closed, the
indentation above her right ear:
jagged, deep, (the
kind of cut that
looks like the grand canyon).
Mary, one of the strangers,
nudged the boy beside her,
Owen, who had his
phone in hand, ready to take a picture.
Quinn, another stranger who wore
slipped his arm beneath the angel’s head and back,
trying to pick her up. the remaining strangers
uploaded different social medias. Quinn,
vigorous and tan, had
wind blowing in his hair, which grew streaks of
(yellow). With the angel in his arms, Quinn jumped and
zigzagged towards the sky and was never seen again.