Read Poem: To be a Woman, by Megan Phillips

She looks pretty.

Why does he keep staring at me?

Her friend has walked off.

Where has she gone?

I might offer to buy her a drink.

I hope he doesn’t offer to buy me a drink.

She can’t say no then.

How will I say no?

She’ll owe me.

Maybe I should just look away.

Why is she not smiling back?

I’ll get my phone out – try to look busy.

Does she think she’s too good for me?

Maybe I should just leave?

I’m going over.

My phone only has one percent; I need to leave quick.

Where’s she going?

I don’t know where I’m going.

The roads are quiet along here.

The roads are quiet along here.

It’s dark.

It’s dark.

I’m getting closer.

He’s getting close.

Close enough to touch.


Author: poetryfest

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