Girls

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– For PJ

Girls are made of

Sugar
Spice
And everything nice.

She is twirling across the gravel
On a rooftop in Haji Lane
Her arms stretch and spill feathers and cinnamon
My eyes water and sting

God, I wish you liked girls.

Girls are made of

Sugar
Butter
Flour

The mixer rises and folds around her
Cornered by silencers
Her eyes are boring holes into my skull
She wishes she was the plain girl

I wonder if I could have saved you.

Girls are made of

Sugar
Bitters
Gin

I wish you liked girls.
Cinnamon spice and everything nice
Twirling around his selfish fingers
I wish you liked me, this lonely non-girl.

I would’ve been so good for you.

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