Wrong place, wrong time. Don’t go there. Don’t do that. Skirt’s too short, street’s too dark. How many lovers have you had? Fresh meat. Store’s open. Men will be- Why couldn’t you- Keep your legs- What did you- In my day ladies were didn’t wouldn’t couldn’t.
Stack up the bodies. Stack up the limbs and hearts and dreams and thoughts and things she’ll never do. Because of all the things she didn’t do.
Or all the things she did. And everything she her we are.
~ Alice, What We Have Left