Did every single car on the GW Bridge really stop all at once?
Did everyone really get out, and trust the frozen water to break their fall?
Did every single car on the GW Bridge really stop all at once?
Did everyone really get out, and trust the frozen water to break their fall?
Prom in the Year 1999
The Polaroid her father
took shows me in an ill fitting
tuxedo, my Aqua Net polluted
accidental white boy
Little Richard hair
towering above an acne ridden
face that was too small for its
forced smile
School Bus Legend
I very quickly became infamous for my hidden
talent. At lunch time kids would whisper “It’s
him” as I passed by with my corn dog covered
in wiggling peaches misplaced by the lunch
lady as she beamed at me and gave me extra
tater tots, having heard about my leap to the
top of the first grade social hierarchy.
Their heather gray epidermis
contains a small percentage of elastane,
ensuring a stretchy fabric
and
the steep shoes of tango dancers form their feet.
Flying Cars
I visualized my future self: a very mature
thirteen years old with Hulk Hogan’s
body and handlebar mustache, hovering
over the never ending sprawl with babes
in the back seat, cruising for burgers
up in the clouds and wearing the trendiest
electronic clothing imaginable behind neon
pink sunglasses blasting Sammy Hagar,
just plain cooler than Michael J. Fox and
the two Corey’s combined