/If you ever read this just remember that I kept my promise of praying for your child all my life./

I have a hundred girlfriends

pull me to their bedrooms

where we have fun

like, little kids.

Stargazing, Cartoon Binging,

Midnight gaming, giggles raining,

Songwriting, and time killing.

Because

Unlike all the men in their lives,

I stayed, and listened.

& I only take off my shoes, like a sinner on a sacred sanctuary in sincere silence.

& men would think I'm simply charming, one way or another.

They ask about my immaculate methods, and the inner workings of a woman as if their bodies are man-made machines that my eyes could transparently see through.

And I'll just say, we are just little kids!

Jose Cuervo & Soju, white lines & black skies,

Salt & lemon, tongues & tablets.

We are just little... kids?

From each pregnancy scare,

Shrugging it off is rare.

We are just little... kids.

Until one of our friends was impregnated by someone twice her age.

We were just...

Just a little kid.

Mercy.

Unlike all the men in their lives,

I stayed, and listened.

But I saw a scene of

sinners on

a sacred sanctuary

in

sincere

silence.