Meg - Hello Poetry

Meg Feb 2018

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And boy when you grow into your predatory grin you will know I was right

Meg Feb 2018

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Boys taught to equate harassment to flirtation grow into men with flesh-eating hands

Meg Feb 2018

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Don’t eulogize me before my body’s even cold

Meg Feb 2018

Spinning your lies into gold

Meg Feb 2018

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Why do your lips taste like fools’ gold

Meg Feb 2018

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And what am I if not collateral damage

Meg Feb 2018

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I wonder what language they will write my obituary in