thirteen(alternate title: i wish i were a lesbian)

boys

they laugh—no,

they don't laugh; they guffaw

like buck toothed mules

(or maybe hyenas)

at stupid things

they smell like

overcooked cabbages

they are a pain

stupid stupid boys

they don't get us girls

'cause they have

the emotional intensity of a

mean rusty spoon

i hate boys

boys

they don't ever know

what's going on

their egos bigger than the world

stupid boys

stupid stupid boys

i love boys