First of all, it’s constantly being asked:
“Are you Mormon?” and then,
“Do you want to come to church with me?”
It’s trying to maintain friendships
even after they drop a Book of Mormon
into the relationship, their eyes saucers –
It’s trying to decide whether to speak up,
or to embrace the diplomatic silence, the
tight-lipped smile for the sake of peace and
It’s always being an outsider, a
It’s sitting in your room on a Saturday night
for the phone to ring so your best friend
can tell you all about her date and the dance.
Thinking you didn’t get asked to go only because
you aren’t one of them.
(Fashioned after, and inspired by, Patricia Smith’s What It’s Like to Be a Black Girl (for those of you who aren’t)).