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    Girls Like Me

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    Step on bits of

      Me

      How Could I Think

      People okay with me w/Blake?

      Come back, little piglet

      Playtime is over

      Dealing

      Gorged Gooey Greasy Grub

      Gonna Get Gargantuan Gut

      G O O D

      There Was a War

      I fought it and lost

      Enemy sought win

      At any cost

      Inhaled burger bombs

      Rapid-fire desserts

      Promise to love me

      Till it no longer hurts

      Enemy used propaganda

      Everything’s a lie

      Hurt returns

      With the last slice of pie

      Salad. Brown rice. Fruit plate.

      I could say I win

      But I lack will

      Yet again

      Enemy grins

      Its smile greasy

      It chuckles

      “This is too easy”

      It won’t make the news

      Channel two, five, or four

      But here on this very spot

      There once was a war

      It seems

      In the end

      Even tears will run out

      On you

      A Question

      Invades mind like termites

      Running inside skull

      Eating away all remaining sanity

      Does. He. Know. About. Website?

      ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

      notall2gether: You there?

      Godotwait4me: Yeah, just got home.

      notall2gether: Did you know?

      Godotwait4me: Know what?

      notall2gether: About the website

      Godotwait4me: . . .

      notall2gether: Don’t send me any damn dots. ANSWER ME

      Godotwait4me: Yeah, I heard about it

      notall2gether: Why didn’t you tell me?

      Godotwait4me: I don’t tell you about every awful thing I hear. If there’s a three-car pileup with strangers, I won’t text you. Why ruin your day over something you can’t change?

      notall2gether: These aren’t strangers. They’re kids who hate me

      Godotwait4me: #$@* them. They don’t really know you

      notall2gether: It doesn’t matter. They want me dead. You knew and didn’t say anything

      Godotwait4me: I was protecting you. I didn’t want you to get hurt.

      notall2gether: Then you fail bc this hurts more than I can tell you.

      Godotwait4me: I’m sorry.

      notall2gether: Before we met only a few kids got on me. Now, I’m being terrorized by the whole school.

      Godotwait4me: Hey, they get on me too but I don’t care

      notall2gether: Who gets on you?

      Godotwait4me: It doesn’t matter. I just mean that I don’t let it get to me.

      notall2gether: Who is getting on you about being with me?

      Godotwait4me: Hudson. He didn’t invite me to his party. But so what?

      notall2gether: He’s your best friend

      Godotwait4me: Guess he wasn’t.

      notall2gether: Great, that’s just great. Now you’re losing your BFF? I can’t do this anymore. I’m sorry.

      [notall2gether has logged off]

      Godotwait4me: Shay? Shay?

      Will Not Allow

      Weeping

      Too much of that already

      Fall asleep dreaming

      Playing Monopoly

      “Dad, if you let me have ice cream for dinner, I

      won’t charge you when you land on my property”

      Next Day Am Late to Class

      Rush to locker

      Find note from him

      Heart Leaps Into

      Throat, hands won’t be still

      HE says:

      Know that “them” is

      “They” and “they”

      Don’t matter

      We can turn villagers to believers

      Raging voices to melodic song

      Flaming pitchforks to soft light

      Won’t open our doors, minds, hearts

      Won’t invite, entertain, tolerate

      Wicked ways

      We won’t. Let “them” in.

      Don’t Let Them

      We won’t. Let “them” in.

      Don’t Let Them

      Tell My Heart

      Don’t run to him

      This is best

      Godot Calls

      Emails, texts

      Won’t reply

      A Few Days Later

      I have ignored Godot

      Forty-two times

      It’s the Hardest Thing

      I’ve done

      Kelly Canyon Can’t

      Stop

      Smiling . . .

      News of Our Breakup Spreads

      Website posts party banner

      King Drops Pig!

      Yay! Yay! Yay!

      A Week Later

      Godot

      Texts: Ok. I’m Done

      And So He Is

      He makes no more attempts

      Boots Is Irate

      Since learning about site

      She tried

      To escape hospital

      To confront

      Kelly Canyon

      Orderlies

      And guards had to

      Hold her back

      She Spits Words

      Only formed by

      Tattooed truckers

      In bad film

      If Dash

      Were here

      He’d find a way to

      Sparkle this situation

      Longing for Dash Gives Way

      To anger

      Target:

      Dash’s dad

      Fury propels

      Me to Dash’s

      Home

      Boots texts me:

      Sent you backup

      Got to Dash’s house. Found backup warring with himself.

      “Hi, Sam”

      “H-h-hey”

      He looked like child on a dare

      Stay the night in the haunted house

      Dash’s Dad Opens Door

      I shoot Word Bullets

      “How Dare You?”

      Words make contact

      With his chest

      “She Just Wants to Know Why You Sent Dash Away”

      The backup tries to repair damage

      “You Are His Dad. Your Job Is to Love Him,” I Shoot Again

      He stands still

      Fearing more will come

      He is right

      “It Doesn’t Matter”

      If he’s gay

      If he’s a fat left-handed

      Alien

      He Clears His Throat in a Dad-Like Manner

      “My son is lost. I am helping him find his way back.”

      The scared kid takes deep breath approaches monster

      “Mr. Montgomery, the first time you liked a girl, you knew because

      Hands sweat. Mouth dries. Heart pounds.”

      “So what?” the monster roars

      “So, when a boy likes a boy

      Hands sweat. Mouth dries. Heart pounds.

      It’s the same thing,” Sam pleads

      The Monster Doesn’t Agree

      “It’s not natural,” it says.

      My Backup Needed Backup

      “My dad is gone

      I GET NO MORE

      Stern talks. Pep talks. Boy talks.

      I will never be

      Hugged again. Held again. Loved again.

      It hurts . . .

      When I wake

      It hurts . . .

      When I sleep

      Dad’s absence

      Acid through heart

      Time eats away

      Memories

      Beg. Plead. Cry.

      Nothing brings him back

      I’m awake

      It hurts a
    gain . . .

      Dash is feeling the same thing

      You are a dad

      You have one job

      Love your kid.

      Mr. Montgomery

      Do your damn job!”

      I stomp away

      Leave him with his shock

      And conscience

      Did I just . . . ?

      I yelled at Dash’s dad

      A grown man

      The size of a tree

      A Week Later, Halloween Dance Arrives

      I enter

      The gym’s been transformed

      From place where: I get teased

      To place where: I get teased

      While music plays

      The orange-and-black decorations

      Smoky room, creepy songs

      Make “fear” factor

      Just being among crowd

      Makes fear a factor

      (No need for the sound effects)

      I’m Surrounded By

      Parade of demons dressed as

      Nurses. Princesses. Kittens.

      While They’re Different Costumes

      They wear same mask

      They make same adjustment to attire

      Now each requires a seedy street corner

      To complete the look

      In Other Words

      They are all

      Slutty

      The Nurse. The Princess. The Kitten.

      All of Their Costumes Are

      Too short

      Too tight

      Too much

      The Guys Are All Dressed as Dogs

      Even with

      Varied costumes

      There’s

      Batman. Sherlock. Cops.

      Yet

      Trust me

      They are all

      Dogs

      They chase girls

      And bark

      I Go to the Dance Alone

      For the same reason

      Pretty blond girls in films

      Investigate strange noise in basement—

      I’m an idiot.

      Seriously, Why

      Go to this dance alone?

      Knowing I’m AT this dance alone

      And how the hell do I

      Dance

      Alone?

      Shay Summers, you promised

      You would come to dance

      To represent

      Others who could not be here

      Boots and Dash

      Dance for

      Them.

      Okay, Fine

      Will enter

      Dance

      Alone

      And

      Dance

      Alone

      What If

      Godot sees me?

      I will melt, like

      Crayons in microwave

      Butter in searing pan

      Wicked Witch and water

      No! I Will Not

      Hide from ex

      Will be brave

      Visible

      Stand my ground

      It Just So Happens My Ground

      Is near the wall, by the punch bowl

      Everyone in

      The in-crowd

      Stops to note

      That

      I am here

      Alone

      They

      Whisper. Sneer. Judge.

      I don’t care

      Will stand

      Here looking

      Unfazed. Uninterested. Unconcerned.

      About what THEY think

      Ha! Like “they” ever think

      They just form

      Mobs

      Attack

      Well, tonight: I won’t be chased off

      Tonight, I will stand

      Still

      For everyone who

      Ran away

      This is my

      Last stand

      Just me, the wall, and the grape-lime punch bowl

      There Was a Chance That I Could

      Have gone unseen

      A chance I could have gotten away with

      Very little scarring

      But, across the dance floor is

      Kelly and her Pointy Finger of Judgment

      She makes sure everyone

      Knows I’m here

      Alone

      I Don’t Believe in Violence

      But I don’t believe

      All life is precious

      I think Kelly

      Should be under bed of earth.

      She looks over

      To see if I have tears to

      Donate to her cause:

      “Drive Shay Mad” fund

      “Not Today, You Demon Spawn!”

      I shout in my head

      In real life, I

      Smile

      Yes, a smile

      Is all the

      She-beast is getting.

      I Never Thought I Would

      Feel this emotion at a dance

      But here it is: pride!

      “Okay, Maybe I Can Do This”

      I confirm to myself out loud

      Maybe I am stronger than they thought

      Maybe I am

      Stronger than

      I thought . . .

      I Start To

      Move to music

      Sip on punch

      Crunch on chips

      Look, I’m Fitting In!

      What???!!!!

      I Smile

      Not to prove anything to Kelly

      But because I am happy

      I’m at a Dance Alone and I Am Okay

      Shay Summers is

      Okay!!!

      “Shay, Hi”

      Godot says behind me

      I Want to Turn and Face Him

      My body has different plans

      Make a quick inquiry:

      Dear Arms and Legs,

      This is Shay Summers

      Where are you going?

      Dear Ms. Summers

      Our current destination is:

      Away.

      We are going away.

      I don’t remember

      Bursting past double doors of gym

      Guess I did

      As I am, now, outside dance

      Shay is outside

      While everyone is in

      So what else is new?

      Never Should Have

      Come

      Heading now where I

      Belong: Boots’s bedside

      At the hospital

      I fill her in on my

      Nightmare at the dance

      She scolds my frantic run

      For the door

      I bow my head

      And blame my legs

      We also lament

      Failure to bring

      Dash home

      Not Sure That’s All That Is Upsetting

      Boots. She is distant

      Helloooooooo?

      She snaps back to the present

      “Boots, out w/ it. What’s wrong?”

      “Shay, I’ve Been Dying for a Year”

      Should be easy now

      Her body

      Folds under weight

      Of fear

      Hold Her

      Till world ends

      Or till she is steady

      “It’s Okay to Be Afraid”

      We’re fifteen

      Uncertainty is

      Our right

      “Oh No! Runny Nose, Puffy Eyes: Very Un-Gaga, Ladies”

      Turn. Find

      Him there

      My

      Sparkle Dazzle Shiny

      DASH!!!

      Light Breaks Through

      Abyss of weeks gone by

      Nurses and doctors

      Run in wake of

      Our screams

      They scold. Use

      Words like

      Hospital and policy

      And other words

      We are too loud

      We bury him in questions

      Says his da
    d

      Freed him this morning

      “And what about Jett?”

      “Heartbroken when I left, of course”

      Of course . . .

      He’s glowing

      There’ll definitely be emails

      “What made your dad change his mind?”

      “He’s scared of Shay

      And something about doing his job?”

      Dash asks what it meant

      I Smile

      And hug him again

      Today something is gonna get bedazzled

      “I need a condom”

      Boots declares to the room

      It’s weird. She used all English words.

      Yet . . . ????

      Dash has similar reaction

      “Um, come again?” he asks.

      Boots tries to sound casual

      She fails

      She looks around the room

      At everything. Everything but us

      We wait

      “I Want to Have Sex,” She Says Yet Again

      I want to feel something inside me

      Other than tumors

      I want to lie down for something

      Other than x-rays

      I want to lift my shirt for someone

      Other than my doctor

      I want to cry out from something

      Other than pain

      Both Dash and I Start Talking at Once

      We steal lines from after-school specials

      Like wait for the right guy

      Like wait till it’s special

      Like

      Wait till you’re in love

      “WAIT?”

      Boots counters using terminally ill logic

      Waiting is for people with time

      Dying girls only own now

      “Stop saying that!”

      Dash orders like teacher to bad student

      “Divas don’t die. You know what?

      We need a little Gloria.”

      NO!!!!

      We beg him

      But it is too late

      Cue Dash Montgomery’s theme song

      “At first I was afraid—”

      Boots Cuts Him Off Before the Chorus

      Don’t lie

      Thinking it will make me happy

      Don’t hide

      Truth thinking it won’t find me

      Don’t tell

      The dying girl she’ll be fine

      Thinking she’ll die slower

      I Hold Her Hand

      To my chest

      “No more talk of death”

      I plead

      She Confides in Us

      My Doctors are soldiers

      In the beginning I was World War II

      Now I am Vietnam

      Boots, It’s Okay If You Don’t See

      The love of your life coming for you

      I didn’t see Godot coming into my world

      But he did

      (Though it didn’t work out . . .)

      Dash didn’t think his dad would come around

      But he did

      Why, why can’t something AMAZING

      Happen for you too?

      You think I could find AMAZING?

      Despite herself, she smiles

      I can’t even find my way out of this bed

      Dash lights up

      Out of this bed? Honey, we can do much better than that

      This is bad . . .

      Dash announces

      We are going to CRASH Hudson’s after party!

      Like I said, this is bad.

     


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