Homecoming: A Punky Bisexual Chronicle

Boys to the right, girls to the left

Exclaims the blonde suburban mom

Equipped with a camera

And Pepto Bismol colored lipstick.

 

I guess she doesn’t know

Any better, but I cringe

And turn bright red.

 

We’re both girls.

We look at each other,

And an awkward giggle

Escapes our mouths

As we escape to the car.

 

Gender roles, man. Gender roles. 

Reviews

[I Shred This Cabbage]

I very much like the subtlety of this somewhat spikey poetry. I also sense a longing for escape, to break reality and convention. Very good :)

[Dana Alsamsam]

i think the word "spikey" encompasses it incredibly well, and you sense correctly. Thank you for reading!

[I Shred This Cabbage]

Thanks for posting! I sense you have a spunky, spikey character in a general sense. And yes, that is to be admired greatly ;p