Posted on March 29, 2011March 29, 2011Categories PoemsTags , , , , , ,

Little Pretender

Your stride is for a woman, but your lies are for a girl You’re a collection of others, trying to make up a whole The collage is so pretty, but the glue won’t stick. Daddy didn’t shout But Mommy would silent scream You never had a chance little girl, to be anyone So now you’re everyone My little pretender You survey your snake hips but the number is too high, Wrapping the tape tighter and tighter There’s a feast on … Continue reading “Little Pretender”