A yellow cab pulls up to Dundas at Richmond at 11 PM.
A window rolls down further, eyeing my 17 year old little sister
wearing a cropped black vest, grey platform pumps and yoga pants
and a balding man my father’s age asks us to come to Thorny’s.

A window rolls down further, eyeing my 17 year old little sister
I respond with “no thank you” but Brooke smiles and giggles
and a balding man my father’s age asks us to come to Thorny’s.
I grab my sister’s hand tightly as we stand at intersection.

I respond with “no thank you” but Brooke smiles and giggles
the balding man and his friend drive away at the green light
I grab my sister’s hand tightly as we stand at intersection
and I say “don’t smile, they see that as a ‘yes.’

The balding man and his friend drive away at the green light
we walk on so I can show Brooke downtown at night
and I say “don’t smile, they see that as a ‘yes.’”
I walk in black strappy sandals and her in her pumps, but there isn’t only one balding man.

We walk on so I can show Brooke downtown at night
wearing a cropped black vest, grey platform pumps and yoga pants
I walk in black strappy sandals and her in her pumps, but there isn’t only one balding man.
A yellow cab pulls up to Dundas at Richmond at 11 PM.