When We Did Not Move or Speak, There Was No Proof That We Were There at All

My parents offered me one hundred and fifty dollars or a Varsity Jacket
(to be adorned by my Track and Band Letters in the form of a big, bright, orange "F")

It would have been a keepsake at best-
Never worn or dressing my tiny high school frame
like a uniform or an oath

So I took the money instead

Anyway, there were other things on my mind:

A lack of plans and the view from the front seat of an 84 Caprice
as we sped up the highway to Miller Rd

Or the way your face would glow when you laughed-
cherry red braces matching cherry red cheeks



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Writer(s): Keith Patrick Latinen
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