All posts tagged: youth

Beautiful Boy

My mind beelines to a time when Beautiful boys like us could play together Before they were made strangers and Wrapped themselves in protective layers My mind beelines to a Pride Sunday when I followed Your beeline to booths filled with people like us, With new possibilities ringing left and right As in a pinball machine, activating dormant feelings A monarch butterfly flew in our path like a guide To reveal our inner beauty My mind beelines to an imaginary time dimension When liberated from our cocoons we savor every minute Flying and fluttering together, As imperfectly as the monarchs in a monarchy Of two, taking turns at revealing a new leaf here, A new burgeoning flower there, On trees growing strong together with deepening roots My mind beelines to an old image of me When you captured my essence today Of the beautiful boy that had gone dormant For a long time until We found each other

We Will Get an A Anyway

Life was hell, if you missed the last bus. Life was hell in our suburb anyway. We lived in the better part of the newly formed city, I was reminded every time I criticized it. But the walk home, across the bridge and through the not-so-better part of the newly formed city, where people drank their beer on the porch without bothering to pour it into a glass, was long and arduous. You wanted to avoid being seen by passing motorists, half of whom felt delighted by the sight of your thighs. Some day I should carry a pair of jeans to school, change into them there, but not change out of them on the way home. She would say something if she saw me, but they were always downstairs watching TV when I came in, so I could quickly go to my room and change. Sometimes I could even stay in my room and they wouldn’t bother checking how my day had been. Generally you came downstairs, sat on the couch and let your …