Friends are like tampons:
Only good when you need them and then get rid of them every so often
so you don’t go crazy and your body tries to kill itself.
The most beautiful part of a man’s body I think it must be there, where the torso sits on and, into the hips, those twin delineating curves, feminine in grace, girdling the trunk, guiding the eyes downwards to their intersection, the point of pleasure. Duane Michals, 1986
Shit. I don’t have this part.
Don’t be a religious suburban white mom about it