Girl Song

Crunch of gravel beneath car tires. Cars let go. Like so many people, so many people.

 

Hats with names of bands I never liked. The color orange is everywhere.

I am wild and

Lost.

Don’t you hear the music?

 

Heavy hearted honeysuckle.

Oh to be her.

Or her.

Daddy, I’m right here.


Alone.

Downstairs. Damn basement. Kindest friend I could find.

Or a rooftop.

 

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Lake at midnight. Northern Lights. A man I don’t know asks if I’m a Size 2.

Effervescent pink in a glass bottle.

 

Skin. My damn skin.

Camels. With filters this time.

 

Escape. Escape. Escape.

 

Nice girls don’t frown.

 

Can’t you see the music?

Except you let go. Like so many people, so many people.

 

 

2 thoughts on “Girl Song

  1. Suzanne Bissell says:

    Beautiful. Love the line “Can’t you hear the music?” And feel your frustration. Also the basement being a friend you could escape to. Lovely and heartfelt.

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