By: Maria

To Mom,

I’m not your average teenage kid.
I play a lot, and bruise a lot.
I run a lot, and stumble a lot.
I read a little, write a little
I sneak a little, and find a little.

That your push-up bras
are five times as expensive
as my college algebra unit

To Dad,

I’m not a virgin anymore.
I play sometimes, maybe often.
I kissed your officemate once or twice.
I have a boyfriend, had boyfriends.
I sneak a little, and find a little.

That you’re spending
Five times more for your
Girlfriend than for me