Dear Jenise,
I am sorry for not loving you enough
For letting other people dictate your definition
For dressing you up in make-up and high heels
When I know how much you hate costumes
Forgive me
For allowing people to butcher you
With Gs and As
And accepting it
I have forgotten how to pronounce you
You sound
More foreign to my ears than Cambodian language
I have taken you for granted...
Monday, May 31, 2010
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