A Sultry Blue MoonA Poem by Nadia FigueroaI’m the sultry blue moon that everyone wants to see. A harmless glimpse or evil stare before withering away back to their ignorant lives. Everything about me matters to them, except me. I’m laid out on a cold metal table; Surgery on my soul. I confused curiosity for caring, and attention for affection. I’m just so f*****g interesting. Aren’t I? Pat me on the head. Who’s a good girl? me. They can only imagine what it’s like to be me, but they won’t. I’m the dream your girl had last night. She thinks I’m an adventure. She’ll lead me on and break my heart, but it doesn’t count, ‘cause I don’t count. I’m the charity you use to make yourself feel better, by telling me you’re okay with my existence as if that’s some sort of compliment. I’m a woman, with anger on my knuckles and steel in my voice. I’m a beautiful woman, who wants to comes home to a beautiful woman every night to look at the moon. © 2015 Nadia Figueroa |
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Added on January 30, 2015 Last Updated on January 30, 2015 AuthorNadia FigueroaNYAboutI'm a college student from New York who loves to write and appreciates reviews, even when they're harsh. A lot of my work makes more sense if I explain that I'm a lesbian. more..Writing
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