borrow her
dress if I shave my
legs
I am glad she is only my
sister and not the boss
of me
she would fire me if
she could
a no call no show
to the job of womanhood
A failure with cuts
up to my knee
hoped she would see
warm colors on cool skin
scream "Enough!"
I'd go back to
never wearing make up
climb trees
kiss a picture of
Jonathon Taylor Thomas
in overalls
but she just throws me
a towel for the blood
says don’t spill on
the rug
change into shoes
that go with it
Author Bio:
Shayna Klee is a rookie at most things. She believes in creating art that is raw and honest. Her poetry is best described as a reflection of that.