I wanna be girls,
the besties on tv.
Sunday sitting,
flipping magazines,
on a warm beach,
baking in the sun.
Dreaming bout the women
That we’d one day become.
I wanna be girls
Where our minds
link like glue
whatever I’m on
ur down to do.
Share a headset
the preview’s
soundproof
But will check me
Indefinitely
with the truth.
Not a doubt
in my mind.
Set a light
you’ll spark the flame.
Powder me,
Quick spray,
twinning in
two lanes.
Life has hurdles
but girl,
I’ll love
you always.
Mani pedi’s to match
Going tit for tat
Share all
my tips
and Tic Tacs.
Belt our lungs to old Whitney
Then scour through old racks.
I wanna be girls
Like the ones on tv.
Right now,
It’s just me
but through faith
we will see.
This was written by our contributing writer, Julia Cawele.
The photo used with this poem was taken by our writer, Julia Cawele, of herself.
Cover Image Source: Pexels, Jana
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