Meg & me were friends
when we were in school
we were the only riot grrrls
that we knew
summer jobs at the Oak Mall
Cinemas 1 & 2
we saw every movie
we could sit through
gin in soda cups
when we'd work nights
the projectionist gave us weed
sometimes
& we'd drive around
in my father's Taurus
singing along with the tapes
that boys made us
Meg went crazy we lost touch
I don't think of her much
I've got kids of my own
the oldest half grown
I left for Reed that fall
& Meg got fired
but we'd talk on the phone
most night 'til we got tired
I made friends with girls my age
Meg drank on her own
& when the money ran out
she moved home
& we'd drive around
when I came home for Christmas
wondering if we ran
who'd miss us