"ODYSSEUS: dont you think we should sacrifice to apollo
AGAMEMNON: dont you think you should suck my dick
[plays guitar solo, badly]"
"Arms crossed over my naked breasts in the locker room,
I am thirteen again
and just learning
all the ways in which I am supposed to hate my body:
burning my blond hair to a crisp each morning
and shaving the rest. Ashamed of my small breasts
and the patches of stubble I missed
in the shower. Hours wasted watching makeup tutorials.
Ashamed of my gut and flat butt and so sure
that the other girls weren’t.
I don’t remember middle school gym class,
but I remember feeling too tall to be pretty
and my face burning, and reading magazines.
I have no memory
of kickball, or soccer, or stretching after running
but I can tell you how much money I spent
And I probably didn’t learn much
but I remember learning
for the first time
that my body is not mine, that it is my job
to be pretty. Measuring tapes around my thighs and my waist,
I remember arms crossed.
I remember learning how to hate."