You might have been
leaving me humiliated,
wondering what I’d done wrong,
how I could’ve been better
I realized later,
when I heard she ate sticks of butter
and cut herself for attention,
the stings our hearts get,
as children in love,
are like vaccinations,
for later relationships,
to keep us from getting infected
What I learned from you
Like always, the world was darkness, and then blinding light.
Sound came first, like thunder.
It was his own voice, but he hadn’t opened his mouth. His teeth were clenched, and he could feel his body running.
That sounded like Hayes, one of the students in his war games sessions.
That was a teacher, but he couldn’t remember which one.
Too much, too fast.
He opened his…