Old Enough

by Haley Jakobson

I came from the land of I Want to Be Her and had no idea that was a telltale cover-up for I Want to Date Her.

A cis boy wearing eyeliner who introduces himself with his pronouns is fucking bisexual catnip.

“Sav, I don’t know what to tell you.” Nova shrugged when I asked her this question. “We like what we like. It’s hard enough being gay as it is; try not to judge yourself for liking it when I call you a dirty slut.”

How well she knew me, and how little, broke me. I couldn’t explain this to her.

Really bitchy of Mother Earth to make a beautiful day when you feel like total shit.

We’re old enough now to know that joy is not dependent on another person, no matter how much we want it to be.