Old In My Bones

I must have passed 90 by the time I was in the 5th grade

My machetti hard and gleaming, my trenchcoat leaking, my snow

boots melting

I washed down my 7-up and frito lays and baked a meatloaf made
with egg, breadcrumbs and tomato soup…who were we?

3AM called

My parents missed my high school graduation

I drove down Salem street in my green dodge colt not sure where I
was or why I was

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