We Heard

her tits are
putty, nipples

wide as Frisbees.
Skank. Her hair

is greasy.
We heard she lies

and says she cleans it
daily.

Poser. She’s faking
her slang.

We heard her
say Word,

in a room with two
boys, drunk.

They hover over
as she lays

flat. That’s what
we heard.

She staggers out,
crying.

Shut the fuck up,
we say. We heard

that girl’s a split
cunt.

Her heart’s
a dirty rag.

(appears in Girl Life, 2016).