pictured words

I. 

Being proud of my
gratuitous training bra.
Forced rite of passage.

II.

Hollow dissonance.
First solo and ensemble.
Black notes and white face.

III.

Shaving of The Legs
without my dad’s awareness.
Razor-thin escape.


IV.

“Does anybody
really know what time it is?”
My first sleepover.

V.

Kissed by the back door.
Glaringly obvious it’s
my first, but not his.


© Marie Elena Good, 2024