apparently, when i was 12
there was cereal in the cupboard, &milk in the fridge.
i didn’t ask permissions, but penned some poems &sat in
the captain’s seat eating malted barley, watching
Soul Train on a Sunday.
i liked my ice cream, creamed,
&Chuck Woolery asking me questions
in my living room, but i took love boat
&fantasy island in the bedroom. so, what else was new?
i cut my hair, which was a huge mistake &flipped
my whole body into fall leaves
over &over. i ran the hurdles, &for practice
i kissed some girls &stole the boys
i asked to meet me on a well-planned bathroom break.
very soon i needed Jesus.
i was so conceited
wearing a cotton terry skirt &shirt
like it was the bomb ¬ the borrowed bath towel
that someone (i forgot)
in the corner room of 7th period history called it.
“It’s Ma Thing” For Real Toads