Lies they like to tell us
They are what she calls her smalls,
tucked into the washer in spite
of protest that she will ruin
bras socks leggings tights
bustiers briefs garters
knickers bikini-pants g-strings
thongs boy’s cut anklets thigh highs
and I wonder how they are still
called smalls
while the larges are
shrinking
boob tubes tank tops camisoles
mini-skirts brazilian cut jeans
wanting to show more
and I want to show more too but
as I am unwilling to enter
this conversion out of shyness or prudery
or frigidity
I stick to turtlenecks,
as turtlenecks are safer.
© Christy Frisken
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