I'm 9 going on
all of ten, when:
reading TO KILL>>>
A MOCKING BIRD.
I wanted to be Scout
when I grew up
didn't matter I was
a boy
just wanted to be
her
that great explorer
of how to be
in the world
that great frontier of
becoming.
Then, in '67
the bus crash happened
& there was always
that empty chair
a nowhere of me
always calling my sister's name.
I became Boo
Radley.
living inside my head
like it was a haunted house
with a me who wasn't
me no more
looking out of eyes
that belonged
to someone
else
like Boo...
I didn't
".. have anywhere
to run off to..."
Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 6:13 PM UTC
I'm 9 going on
all of ten, when:
reading TO KILL>>>
A MOCKING BIRD.
I wanted to be Scout
when I grew up
didn't matter I was
a boy
just wanted to be
her
that great explorer
of how to be
in the world
that great frontier of
becoming.
Then, in '67
the bus crash happened
& there was always
that empty chair
a nowhere of me
always calling my sister's name.
I became Boo
Radley.
living inside my head
like it was a haunted house
with a me who wasn't
me no more
looking out of eyes
that belonged
to someone
else
like Boo...
I didn't
".. have anywhere
to run off to..."
