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