Pink glitter: the epitome of a teenage girl

A gaggle of girls spread out in my bathroom,

pinkish

purplish 

blueish glitter on their hands

and brushes. It

spreads to my sinks and fills them with 

 

Iceberg lettuce 

and lean chicken breast line my lunchbox

3 ish cups and 4.2 oz, pan seared, it’s

 

Almost time to go! But 

wait! Feathers! Hairspray! Photos! Boyfriends! 

Heels clank loudly on the hard wooden floor, making

my ankle wobble 

and

 

yogurt and black berry bowls in a gifted

container that was meant to hold

more but at least now it won’t overflow unlike

 

other girls

We’re not the normal

kind of sparkle we

mess up the contour and 

glitter falls off our eyelids and

sometimes we need our moms to help us with eyeliner, they

 

Fill up the plate and hand it to me 

my mom has been where I sit 

on a pillow because the cushioned chair hurts

 

To pull off the glued eyelashes but

I feel so much better

I can breathe in the pink glitter that

lines my lunchbox and it

fills me up but I will have more

 

and a sweet treat too because

you have to

 

wash the

pinkish

purpleish

blueish

glitter out of your lungs 

down the sink but not

off your hands and brushes where they will make you feel

 

sparkly