When I walk in,
men buy me drinks before I even reach the bar.
They fall in love with me after one night,
even if we never touch.
I tell you I’ve got this shit down to a science.
They sweat with my memory,
alone in cheap rooms they listen
to moans through the wall
and wonder if that’s me,
letting out a scream as the train whines by.
But I’m already two states away, lying with a boy
I let drink rain from the pulse at my throat.
No one leaves me, I’m the one that chooses.
I show up like money on the sidewalk.
Listen, baby. Those are my high heels dangling from the
I’m the crow flapping down,
that’s my back slip
you catch sight of when the pain
twists into you so deep
you have to close your eyes and weep like a goddamned
I just wanna do cute things with you like crush the patriarchy, fight for gender equality and help to destroy racism
Wow what do you mean the international students talk to each other in their first languages you mean they spend all day listening and learning and working in English and then they have the audacity to converse with their friends in another language where you can hear them like how are you supposed to understand what they’re saying wow how dare they clearly they’re not making an effort they really should have known what they were getting in to when they came to school in the states yeah you should totally be offended you bigoted shit rag