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the sleater-kinney shows were fun
only because my friends made it so.
too many dudes &straight couple kissing,
boy blockades in the front rows.
elbows in your face &stomping on your toes.
&its all a cover-up for not knowing how
to ACTUALLY dance.
get some rhythm, dudes.
eddie vedder was a "surprise" middle opener
on the 2nd night, which after standing through
the thermals super yawnfest was an added bore.
the martinez's &i shouted at each quiet moment
for "CALL THE DOCTOR!" but were silenced when the
opening riff for "good things" started.
oh, the memories.
some of us still sore from
the recent dramatic, bloody break-ups
or our ancient, silent goodbyes.
some things you lose, some things you give away.
another closed chapter in our riot grrrl hearts.

at the homefront my bad bad dog chewed up
julia's newly found kenneth cole kitten heeled shoes.
we shopped for months finding her the perfect work shoes
& not even a week later bixby decided a leather strap
would replace his old bone.
fkn lil asshole.
now i'm online shopping for a new pair
&it is so.fucking.difficult.
all hands on the bad one
little fat baby weiner boy.