the midnight girl
<>i imagine the midnight girl
scratching down her urgent verse
realizing that
they haven't figured it out yet
feeling as though it's getting worse
the diction in her diaries
such text messages from her ovaries
speaks of such fists
her screams are breaking all of this glass
yet she still dances on the pieces
taking the hit for future nieces
i know still that you are strong
and they've known it all along
but
the darker and larger the bumps in the night
they will gnash and grind their teeth
at the things they are afraid of
the midnight girl
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