Far Side


By Elizabeth Allen Berry

I was born
an unideal woman
It’s been made clear to me
that I am the villain

As a young adult
hearing the lyrics
of a Pharcyde song:

I got a funny feeling
like something was real wrong

Looked at her shoes
and her feets was real long

Then it hit me,
oh please God no

Don’t let this ho
turn out to be a
John Doe

He pulled a fast one on me, yo

I guess that’s one of those things
that make you go,
ah shit

Ah Shit

So that’s how I learned
I was a gross bitch

A beautiful woman
with a gross dick
and people wonder why
my self image is
so shit

So when the cancer
takes a moms tits
or a uterus
from a small kid

know that a woman
is more than a long list
of thing
that others
find feminine

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