Pride

Loving partner 

Clean and special home 

Beauty

I’m not sure art makes me proud 

Now 

That everyone does it and is cool 

I’m unkempt and in disarray

There are 15 other girls 

Just like me 

Roaming Boston 

Feeling the city 

I see them on a day like now

7 miles of walking 

And looking out 

Students in their wide legged jeans 

Out in the sun as it turns to spring 

I take off my heads phones and listen for 

Them 

The 15 girls I hope to see again