Keds, a broken glass story

by white horse

its hard to imagine someone you thought you knew

pissing down a slide

or showing her tits to drunk boys.

but not so impossible to see.

there was this one girl who showed us her chest in a park
in broad daylight.

she came walking around the side of the building swinging her bra.

from time to time i would see her in the halls and remember
and girls always say "boobs are the same"
well so are flowers
so is everything worth looking at
but no one ever questions a botonist.

just thinking of all the flower vaginas in my yard could make me sick

part two
and i thougt of the twin boys she was always with.

what if they knew?
what if they didnt?

later that day a twenty year old girl who had seen the whole thing came over

she sat down next to me.

and explained about girls and the proper way to treat them

you know what?
she was right.