The Girls of Summer

Poetic Bloomings offers a palette of Beach Boys songs. I picked:

California Girls

Where are they?
The California girls
like me. Where
do the freckled, fat
and short hide
from camera sneers,
averted eyes?
Are they, like yeti,
sometimes found existing
in dim hours, doughy and gray
and trailing attic webs
like long, silver,
dusty hair. What
did their mothers
say to them? How
did they learn
to disappear?

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