Prayer

by Yrsa Daley-Ward

Yrsa Daley-Ward

Some girls do
and I’m one of them.
They told me God didn’t like it.

I cried at church
tried to pray myself Good.
(Sat on my hands.)

Some girls do
and I’m one of them.

They told me men wouldn’t like it.
I plaited my hair
tried to quiet the singing down there
(I was sitting on hymns.)

Some girls do
and I’m one of them.

They said I really didn’t like it
(not if I was honest with myself).

I sat at the meetings
(confessed to things
that have never felt wrong)
things that some girls do
and
I tell you,
I’m one of them.

From: 
Bone Poems