Polka dot walls
Half-opened bags of Doritos
Laughing
Laughing
Laughing
Three strikes and you’re out
Running
We were running
Drawings nailed on the fridge
Pockmarked by magnets from
Vietnam, Spain, Germany
Just to name a few
A trail of strawberry ice cream
So sweet
Cross the narrow path
Of houses identical to ours
Green trees on each lawn
Mowers
Flamingoes
But ours had a hammock
Running
We were running
When we crossed the rickety old bridge
Where we tacked our selves
On each leaf, magnificent that day
We found every other person’s name
Above ours
We stood there like flamingoes
You screamed into my ear
But I didn’t hear a word you said
PRETENTIOUS 