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For someone else's pleasure

Some like to say
the child’s first word came out
a command:
Don’t touch me.
So they didn’t.

But this will not do; she learns, over time:
girls are meant to be looked at,
to be petted and prettied.

Pretty
soon
she only smiles
when she doesn’t mean it.
Written by de_la_ennui
Published | Edited 21st Jun 2014
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