Within quarter-miles, the bus picked up bothVera Bradleys and duct-taped Jansports.
I shielded my eyes from the sun with books
About girls with ponies, Pluto a planet.
Kids from the apartments used F-words
What dads and stepmoms did when they were asleep
Or what they were when they brought home another F themselves.
The boy down the street pointed out the hair on
My legs so I cut them off.
I said, “See? They’re gone now. Are you happy?”
But neither of us were.
THE BUS by Gretchen Gales | Sandalwood Poetry Reed Diffuser
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Gretchen is a writer and educator. She is the author of the poetry chapbook Agora (Alien Buddha Press, 2023). Gretchen has been interviewed in Her Campus, Dear English Major, and other publications. See more of her work at www.writinggales.com.
