E & 22nd St.

E & 22nd St.

A Poem by kayla

This is a poem about a prostitute


Any given time of day,

drive up E and 22nd and you'll see her there;

rain or shine, healthy or beaten,

she stands in heels and with a weave of hair.

She's been turning tricks since 14,

when she first got turned out,

slready running the streets and wild

so her momma kicked her out.

And when a man offered her love,

offered money, protection, and a place to stay,

she was so young and despereate

that she pledged her allegiance and said "ok".

But now it's been fuor years and 1000s of tricks later

and she's still stuck out there in the game,

and everytime she tries to run she's found out

then beaten up and placed with blame.

And so she stands, E and 22nd,

workin day in and out,

and probably will never know or understand

what real love and affection is about.

© 2012 kayla

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Added on June 22, 2012
Last Updated on June 22, 2012
Tags: sad, life, poem, poetry, narrative, prostitution, pain, abuse



Inland Empire, CA

I'm between the ages of 15 and 21. I write mostly poetry (but occasionally short stories) about taboo subjects such as societal and political problems, mental disorders, "odd" sexuality, spirituality,.. more..