Yes, I remember that the rain did pound against our backs.
Perhaps that is what brought us together.
Those concrete stands are still there,
Waiting for us to rejoin them as we sat on a hill.
Maybe we wouldn't be hurting so bad
If those kids hadn't watched us hold hands
As they rolled down a hill like you told me
You had back in April across the field.
And maybe if that cheese hadn't gotten
So much rain in it, it wouldn't have
Tasted so horribly and I would have
Bought you a hot dog instead of our friend.
Maybe if my dad had told me no
And that my shirt showed too much cleavage,
We wouldn't have been scared of
Your dad seeing us from across a stadium.
And maybe, just maybe
We wouldn't be in this mess.

chalk candies
all printed thereon
different names for the same thing:
a cry for help.
all different colors,
different lies,
but all leave that
disgusting aftertaste you get from candy hearts,
which is precisely why they're not a staple of my diet.
they're good for throwing away in puddles.

there goes one for emily stein.
there goes one for denira queen.
there goes one for jilian quandison.
one by one, letting go of memories.
there goes one for spirit newberry.
there goes one for krystin bullard.
there goes one for tandra wood.
one by one, loosing old ties.

there goes lucy, and grace, and sarah,
long gone.
the box is almost empty.

here's one for kimberly rhodes,
the one i should have held on to.
here's a deformed one for nicole watson,
and a few for  the rest of my detritivores.
here's one for anne folderol,
truly folderol,
and a few for the others i could save from low grade lowlifes.
here's one for lisa noble,
two years older.
and at last, one for candice coyle,
out of reach.

i'll keep the box.

Today was another beautiful day.
I don't mean in the form of a bright
blue sky with the sun shining, in fact it
was rather fogy most of the time.

I mean the time I spent with my friends was fun
and exciting. We do, jonathon , Kevin and I
our usual routine meeting up at Newberry
to play soccer and football.

To make  it more fun we do trick shots but today
I really looked forward to hanging out
with them for one big particular reason,
and that is the fact that I skipped my morning run.

Johnathon and Kevin are extremely active
which means we play sports usually everytime
we hang out. After I skipped my run, I felt bad
because I give myself something to do but I just
don't feel like doing it.

Running feels mandotory, and  that is a
terrible feeling to have. But after I started
to play with Johnathon and Kevin  it felt good.
I was getting lots of exercise and I was working a sweat.

I come to realize that I love that feeling
to be out of the house, hanging out with friends
and playing sports with them. It makes exercising
so much more fun that I now do it everyday.

Though I think to myself right now that I need to run tomorrow
morning, I think to myself as well that if I just can't then
I'll just have to play extra hard today with the boys. And
the best part is, I do play extra hard and it feels good.