I am everybody, who are you
We tried on personas Like costumes Hippies in jeans and macrame The POW bracelet staying on our wrists Through the Continue reading
We tried on personas Like costumes Hippies in jeans and macrame The POW bracelet staying on our wrists Through the Continue reading
Come Eat Uncle John’s pancakes In the middle of the school day Come on along or go alone you’re bound Continue reading
My high school had a deep front yard Policed as such spaces will be by teachers, passing traffic and the Continue reading
We gathered the names Of our lost mates Some remembered Some forgotten All beloved The ones who shared the confines Continue reading
In gym class We were infantilized In puff-pantsed rompers One piece, prison-blue At the dance Which you could only attend Continue reading
Like photo paper Exposed to many images Our memories overlap Here is shop class And here civics There a teacher Continue reading
Did we know what would form us What would last beyond and through Our unformed youth Do we look back Continue reading
The thing about our tribes Is how fluid they were Until they weren’t We unlocked the expectations of others Until Continue reading