—NOTHING LASTS FOREVER BUT THE EARTH AND SKY
I Remember Mandan
I remember
puka shells and
gay jokes
platform shoes and
choke holds
three broken bones
my first week
me the new kid
the girls liked
who the boys
tortured endlessly
scarecrow tied to
a tetherball pole
fists and knuckles
knuckles and fists
each afternoon before
the school bus
belched to a stop
In Spanish class
I didn’t know
the word for blind
but I knew casa
knew this wasn’t it
so the next day I cut
the first kid to lunge
and the second but
blacked out on the
third fourth fifth
fists and knuckles
knuckles and fists
blinding me in blood
That night I packed up
without a note for Dad
rode the dog bus west
watched the trees shuffle
like a deck of cards
while I claimed each
blurred mile
as my new home
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