
The article this poem is made from is "The Talk of the Town" by the editors of The New Yorker.
Posted in response to the challenge Post-Election.
The article this poem is made from is "The Talk of the Town" by the editors of The New Yorker.
Posted in response to the challenge Post-Election.
At parties I sit quiet and calculate my words
I avoid the eyes of guys and stare at my phone.
After all that hiding,
dissatisfaction feels like heartburn,
crying over a simple email
the lasts build a lump in my throat
last time beaming onstage
signing yearbooks
wearing a stiff blue skirt
One girl’s lanky frame against the dark turf field,
lit up by fluorescent lights
She saunters toward the building
holding another girl’s hand
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