I have been reading L.E. Bowman's " The Evolution of a Girl" this week, and can I just say gahtdamb?!
Like gahtdamb, if these poems do not resonate with me.
Out of all of them, however, this is the one I wanted to write about:
"You claim you can please me
better than anyone,
but you forget
I have a vivid imagination
and two hands of my own."
While reading this, I thought of the several times that I've been asked by dudes, once they found out I was bi, who does me better: them or women.
Now, I've only ever had sex with one woman. It was okay. Like not the best and not the worst.
But why is this a thing that some men feel like they have to ask?
Who does it better, them or the woman?
Is it a competition?
Because L. O. L. that's cute
See, what y'all don't know is that it's not a "battle between the sexes"
No, see
Who y'all are actually competing against
Is me.
Nobody knows me better than me
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The Evolution of a Girl
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