a teenage girl tells the truth and gets blamed for surviving
“No.”
(This is my death warrant.)
“I have a date.”
(I’m lying for my life.)
“It’s just a piece of clothing.”
(It makes me a target.)
“I was drunk.”
(My fault. My fault. My fault.)
“He was drunk.”
(My fault. My fault. My fault.)
“Remember, most date rape drugs taste salty.”
(Remember, remember, remember.)
“Never trust an open drink.”
(Never trust the one offering.)
This poem is about:
Our world