In Her Way

In Her Way

A Poem by Kaela Craven
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About a queer girl I met when I was just discovering my attraction to girls wasn't just a fleeting thing.

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She’s beautiful in that interesting way
She picked up no pencil to look that way
She studied no ad in the mall on her way
To the Vietnamese shop at the end of the way
 
I’m not supposed to feel like that
 
She’s free under her sweater
A bright color against the cold
The sky is gray and endless
Her eyes argue, warm and bold
 
It hasn’t started raining yet
But my hands feel like they’ll freeze
I wish I was underneath her shirt
Where I’d feel her body squeeze
 
I’m not supposed to feel like that
I hear my mother in my head
She sees that I am waking up
And she’s stuffing a pillow on my head
 
She’s beautiful in that interesting way

© 2008 Kaela Craven


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I can only imagine what it was like, realizing that you were different in that way. We are all different in so many ways, but so many have a hard time accepting THAT particular difference. Men like to joke about watching Lesbians play, but when it comes to making laws, they don't seem so sympathetic, do they?
This is an insightful piece, and well written. Thank you for telling me a story in these few pat stanzas. The story went beyond them in my mind, which means this is great poetry.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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This is a good poem. Finding our sexuality is hard and interesting. I have been ingnoring mine, but i am now at the part in my life, where its ok for me to share and express this feeling i have. I am not scared or embarssed about it. Poems like these being put out into the world will only show that these thoughts and desires are only natural, and its is not wrong to have. Thank you for sharing this poem. It is special in its own way. I am also going to put in in my own library as a work of art.

Sandra K.

Posted 16 Years Ago


I can only imagine what it was like, realizing that you were different in that way. We are all different in so many ways, but so many have a hard time accepting THAT particular difference. Men like to joke about watching Lesbians play, but when it comes to making laws, they don't seem so sympathetic, do they?
This is an insightful piece, and well written. Thank you for telling me a story in these few pat stanzas. The story went beyond them in my mind, which means this is great poetry.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Kaela Craven
Kaela Craven

Tucson, AZ



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