I Am a Girl

Men write about fear, death and struggle
show evidence
of universes
beyond our own

their words,
their words taste like whiskey
are full of hips
and tricks
and melancholy

but I am a girl

I write stuff
like I will survive
and yes
I should have changed that stupid lock
I should have made you leave your key

but I didn’t:
I am a girl

I underline
things
like
my eyes

I have the makeup
the cookbook
the treadmill,
the heels

but not the rhythm

I run around in circles

I’ve started
trying
to lose
and why
I don’t
remember

I may
even attempt
yoga

I’ve started
trying
to lose
some weight
to lose some friends
to lose myself
to dance

to lose respect
to lose my time
to lose
my appetite

trying
to lose
someone

you can tell him
that
I am a girl

please tell him

about

fear
death
and
struggle

just say
that
I am a girl

About Daphné Cheyenne

Daphné Cheyenne teaches romantic break up and magic in Montreal. She writes in French and English. She is the editor of Snif, Poéme de Single Ladies and blogs at La p'tite indienne.

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