High Heels and Mini-Skirts

A poem that explores how conservative views affect teen girls of our generation.


Abriana Valdez, Poet


What is it? A conclusion.

I say it’s an absolute lie.

But we carry its fear until we die,

we still conform.

We’ve all sworn,

we’ve all lied,

but those aren’t applied.

I kiss lips and I’m the damned one?

While you ignore your son;

taking and stealing what you call our innocence,

but he’s walking away with no consequence.

I get blamed for what I wear,

just because he can’t control his stare.