Special

On my last day as a high school studentI spent more time than average in the sun
felt no less myself or more someone else
I carry East with me tonight, my Gorgonite friend in my bed next to Finley
I am a marvelous, difficult child
an excellent liar during Bullshit games
extremely odd
annoyed with people who correct me when not needed

excited and scared
scared and excited
happy for the happiness for those I love
and a little overwhelmed by the circumstances surrounding the present
driving, college, two-to-three new jobs, moving, all that stuff

Today, I drew a picture of Russ with a pokeball
he said, "JESUS! I choose you!"
And I saw the fellow laugh when I showed it to him
big guffaws of kind laughter, like Santa on a good day

Danielle Sherman took it to Sam and Kevin, the ''accepting'' ones
who frowned at me like I didn't belong anywhere but on the ground in front of them
ignored me


and then I walked away.

Tomorrow I start classes.

SCHIFFY! YOU FIXED MY COMPUTER! THANK YOU SO MUCH!

I like chocolate milk and sparkling grape juice, the Welch's variety particularly
fantasy is my hide-away, and it will not overtake my life again
I will not forget that time, and to you the line may seem non-existant,
but to me, the difference is a clear one.

If my choice is not definitive,
the line always is:
I will live that line.


I miss my friends and my old life
like a shell swept on the tide to a new place in vast waters
I am going to new places.

Also like that shell
I have no choice...
but I am going.


I love you, world.

That part, I think
will never change.



Tomorrow, I am new....