My Thigh
You know what she said?
“Maybe he likes you,”
As if I should be happy
As if I should feel flattered
As if I am being dramatic
As if I am acting unreasonably
Maybe she’s right
I don’t know why I wasn’t jumping for joy when he leaned against me
I don’t know why I wasn’t feeling complimented when he had his hand on my thigh
I’m sorry that pushing his hand away makes me dramatic
I’m sorry that speaking up makes me unreasonable
This poem is about:
Me
My family