When we painted each other’s newly-ripened nearly-seventh grade nipples
With Breezy’s brushes
And Rainbow’s colors
In teepees, protected by
The spirits of gynomundo and the footprints of faeries?
When you and I would,
Naked and laughing,
Tickle each other’s backs with folklore rhymes
Of applesauce and morse code,
Discovering our power by raising tiny goosebumps
Out of frigid flesh?
When we maintained absolute belief in the power of a creed
Girls Life Long Bounce Back Insurance
Permanent ink in the palms of our hands
An invisible veil of protection from the boys
Who would intrude?
For the ink will wear away.