About the Poem
This poem most accurately describes how I feel when I get in relationships with men. Very often I don't have a car and they do, so they drive me around. It is also a metaphor for the position that I assume.
Drive Around |
| by Molly Barry |
| You shuttle me around stop and start my little pea soul in a hollow body like a gourd pick me up and drop me off silent and dumb crash-test dummy |
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