I roll down my window fire engines’ lights twirl like a pair of winning slot machines exploding wood reminds me of firecrackers, set off at once my nostrils are the first to pull back and I taste it too, smoke flavored with burned sofa and curtains varnish from wood floors creosote from shingles heat pushes on my face, the flipping burgers on a grill kind, except this piece of meat burns so badly there is black snow falling two figures holding each other up, stand in fr

who would spend years playing emotional games on baseball and football fields, tennis and basketball courts, split time alternating ecstasy with agony, exchanging exalted for gutted, drink and dine on, you can do it try harder get better never give up to become an addict to that drug, win I never imagined the fun of playing catch with my dad when I could barely walk, would lead me down a path to become a private in a war called s

I may reach things easier, see over crowds and generally receive the default of respect but seats in airplanes and cars can be painful as well as bumping heads on what others pass under I’ve learned how to be five foot nine, stoop to even four foot eleven and will go to my knees to give hugs though I’ve found it never works pretending to be an antelope living inside a giraffe because no matter the housing or how they’re carried, every heart is the same size