Poems from Jeanette Seele
I learned early
my body is a weapon
Regardless of my intentions
it would be treated as such
With hungry eyes...
Insecure, she says
I look at her across the table and think
you're perfect
I have a vendetta against
whoever...
“You know what I was thinking?” She says to me,Peeking her head back around my doorframe.
Earlier that evening,I’d asked her what she was...
You. It always comes back to you.
You say you know you will hurt meBut you don't want to.
I am terrified, so fucking scared.
The thought...
I want to be the kind of girl people write songs about
The kind that strangers fall in love withwhen they see her on the bus
The kind who...