once called delilah

exhibit a
girl, 19, sitting on her bed
(both her and the bed)
eating with chopsticks
wishing for wine
leading a life
she never intended

exhibit b
girl, 25
(okay, woman
but only because
that’s what she knows
she ought to be
she still feels a girl)
in love
telling about how she
once had a moment
a dream

exhibit c
girl, 18
girl, 24
lying on the floor
looking at glow in the dark stars

“there’s no end
to the love
you can give”

when she felt
like a barcode
not discernable from the many
to be passed over quickly
a means to an end
a product
an expiry date
she is 18, how can this be?

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