Choices
Smash a banana
On somebody’s foot
I dare you
He used to be silly
He used to be less —
Less fake
Less sick
Less mess
Less stress
When his sibling
Was an exhibitionist
Made him itch
When coffee
Was still just an option
When eggs and cheese
Felt like bliss
When he hid in the bathroom
And walked home from school
And listened to Rogue Wave
When the Texas air felt cool
When he read teen magazines
On the phone with his friend
When his crushes
Didn’t crush him
When he wasn’t
A sin
Sin
Is his least favorite word
In the human vocabulary
God
On somebody’s foot
I dare you
He used to be less —
Less fake
Less sick
Less mess
Less stress
Was an exhibitionist
Made him itch
Was still just an option
Felt like bliss
And walked home from school
When the Texas air felt cool
On the phone with his friend
Didn’t crush him
A sin
Is his least favorite word
In the human vocabulary
And Bible
And pray
Hurt, too
Smash a banana
On somebody’s foot
I dare you
He can’t go back
But he can try be
A version of himself
That he likes when he sees
When the light in his eyes
And the breath in his chest
Are enough
When he wants to be awake
More than being asleep
And pray
Hurt, too
On somebody’s foot
I dare you
But he can try be
That he likes when he sees
And the breath in his chest
Are enough
More than being asleep
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