The only thing I knew about my virginity when I was a child
1. hold onto it until marriage
I don’t think I knew how sex worked until the third time I had it
Sometimes I wonder what my relationship with sex would be like
if my virginity wasn’t raped away after a Halloween party by my friend’s boyfriend
I probably would have ended up having less of it
but I guess I’ll never know
When I was in middle school
my mom called me into my older sister’s room and we all sat on her bed
We had a very short conversation that started off with my mother saying,
“Now I’m not going to tell you if I’ve ever done this
but oral sex is...”
Anyway if I could make out with my belly fat
it's likely I would develop some sort of addiction to it within seconds
I’d spend days down there, experimenting with my tongue
tasting the different, softest parts of me
Two truths about my body
1. I don’t love it
2. It is mine
It's safe to say I'd fuck the shit out of my upper arm jiggle
Hell yeah
Sarah Jean Alexander is an American writer from Baltimore. She is the author of Wildlives (Big Lucks Books, 2015) and LOUD IDIOTS (Second Books, 2016) and has been featured in the Quietus, the Fader, Noisey, Dazed Digital, Lenny Letter and other places online and in print. She is the poetry editor of Shabby Doll House and tweets @sarahjeanalex.