

GirlsThis poem is for the girls. For the girls whose favourite colour growing up was green, Not pink. For elementary school princesses still dreaming of being royalty For the cheerleaders and the songwriters The girls who loved fairy tales, who love romantic comedies, For the girls who will not let you blame their anger or sadness on PMS Regardless of what time of the month it is.Girls
This is for Hillary Rodham Clinton: Too emotional to hold the presidency in an emotionally absent democracy For Angela Carter, letting loose her lions, For Britney Spears, once sixteen, once Mouseka
| I am seventeen years old. I want to write when I am older. |
it's beeen ageeesss.
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