you’re supposed to go
when you turn eighteen or
or when you’ve stopped being
a good girl
well I’m eighteen now and
I guess it’s time
so I walk into that old
brick building that smelled of
latex and cough syrup
on the corner
of Shaw and Fourth street
so they could look at me
make sure everything’s
all right
make sure
I’m normal
cause this is what I’m supposed
to be doing at eighteen
taking care of things
taking every step to be safe