Losing My Virginity
By Sara Dennison
He made shackles of his arms for me
turning to stone against my skin
He made a muzzle of his hand for me
tasting of rot down my throat
“This is how it’s supposed to be”
Was I supposed to know better?
When he let my innocence out of her cage
and put a shotgun to her temple
when she tried to fly away
And all in a matter of fifteen minutes
but felt like a decade
As I walked in feeling like a princess
my heart full
and I stumbled out relating to a corpse
My hope long gone
Was I supposed to know better?
When my best friend was so excited
for me to finally have sex
so we could have something to talk about
Unknowing her own brother
would rip that excitement from me
just as he ripped my clothes from me
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