girls in long coats
came for coffee but dropped dead
after remembering that
coffee comes in plastic
cups and with
plastic breasts,
plastic mouths, and
plastic sex lives;
they could not handle the combination.
they were, however, very unique
people: they breathed air
everyday, read books sometimes
and read instagram all the time,
and wanted love; they had
favorite food and favorite dogs
and vague political views that nobody
cared about; they wanted love.
they, along with 10,000 other girls, wanted
“i am not like other girls”
on their tombstone, but we
could not fit this and instead just put
“xx.”
