all the good girls wear white,
pure and unblemished and blessed
because they have saved themselves
for the boy standing at the front of church,
standing and waiting for them,
a gift offered all in lace and flowers.
but if you couldn’t be good,
if the temptation was too much
or if one of your boyfriends
kept going steadily even as you said
“no please no”
or maybe before you even knew
that you had something you were supposed to save
someone you trusted took it from you —
then you must wear white like all the good girls do,
wear white and suffer,
wear white and lie.
of course, you’re forgiven for what you lost,
but it’s still lost, you know.
you know you’re not a good girl
and you’ll never be a good girl
but you all wear white,
every single one of you,
so that the little girls can learn to save themselves,
and the little boys can learn what they deserve,
and maybe they want to all fall in love
but how can this fail to destroy it?