momma drops you off the first day
other people screaming, crying, red eyes glitter the classroom
some other little shit calls you a shithead shithead hey shithead, whya cryin’ shithead.
(Why are you crying?)
i dunno because because (There is no because.)
shrug it off walk to the back of the classroom
and sit with a weirdo named jimmy
who smells like sweat and smoke and has snot on his shirt.
meet she a girl in the back who isn’t crying who is drawing
drawing a boy and a girl under a black sky
(Why no rainbows?)
why no rainbows girl? why no rainbows?
cuz she says cuz there are none in this place
(In what place?)
All rights reserved to Michael Pate.
Illustrations by Max Mose