It doesn't hurt to be a girl I'm told

Emma Sovich | Poetry

Tip within feels boyish to match without
but otherwise. These folk say doesn’t hurt
to be a girl. Better girl crowned emeralds.
The girls Tip’s met prepostured. Weaponized
and orderly. Ranked. They were poised to seize
the world but tumbled. So many emeralds.
Tip pulls his hair wonders how a girl would.
All these eyes on his chest expecting. All
these eyes his friends’ her people’s. How a girl
would love everything in her kingdom
equally. How to live up.