by Lola E Peters

Masquerades and peek-a-boo are young girls’ games;                         Teasing without consequence or expectation.                                                     I am a grown woman                                                                                                  With no time for boys                                                                                                Who dangle themselves in front of me                                                            Like rabbits before a leopard                                                                                Then run off for their mommies                                                                           The moment I pounce.

A woman’s gotta eat.